Seren was asked, his complexion turned blue immediately. It was just for showing off. In fact, the consciousness of Killing Scythe has been asleep. It fell into the endless abyss with its owner, and fell asleep with most of its abilities.
When Salen got it, he didn't wake it up at all, let alone dared to wake it up.
How could Ludwig's weapon be controlled by his little magician, but only the remaining power of the Killing Scythe was enough for him to become the leader of this small group.
Even among all the dark magicians, he is the most famous one. It's not that no one wants to snatch the weapon in his hand, but as long as the weapon does not leave his hand, he can look forward to it!
But now—
The trembling sickle of Killing was telling him that the spirit body in the sickle of Killing had awakened! Does that also mean that Ludwig, the Dark Lord, is awake? !
day!
Before that, Salen also doubted whether Ludwig passed by was still there. After all, he fought against the gods at the beginning, and under the encirclement and suppression of a group of gods, he could not retreat all over.
But with this thought, he was about to use the weapon in his hand to break through the barrier of the elven tribe and go to that mysterious place. According to rumors, there is a tree of life in the elves' territory, and the water of life in it is the most precious thing. In addition, they also have a variety of rich gem mines. As long as they enter there, Salen believes that with the Killing Scythe in his hand, they can definitely take away a large amount of wealth.
And the pretty elves there—
But now, everything became a fantasy. He kept swallowing, rolling his throat up and down, and the big beads of sweat on his forehead quickly slipped off his face.
"The devil, the devil, he is awake!!"
"Saren, what are you talking about? Why don't you continue!"
"By the way, the barrier has been restored. How could this be? When did the elves have such a powerful person?" After all, the elven king who was about to be cast into a godhead was just a legend. It is not the original one. They don't believe in elves at all. There will be another peerless genius in the tribe.
"Devil? Ludwig? Didn't he fall?"
"Wake up? Salem, are you sure?"
Salen was so quarreled that his head would explode. The tiger’s mouth was so painful that he could not bear the pain. The black weapon of death's sickle was still shaking and buzzing. He gritted his teeth. He got everything with the killing sickle. What is it now? Be willing to let go.
However, it shouldn't be his thing, no matter how hard it is, it won't become his.
The Struggle of Killing Scythe had reached its limit. Suddenly, there was a violent riot. Salen let out a painful roar, his hands were blasted alive, and the blood was suddenly blurred.
"what!!!!"
A group of dark magicians around were shocked by this sudden change. In fact, they encountered many dangers along the way, but relying on the power of the Killing Scythe, they walked safely all the way here without any accident.
Seren was the first of them, and the one who had previously controlled the Slaying Scythe.
Seeing Salen clutching his broken hand and rolling on the ground continuously, screaming painfully, and then thinking of his original bragging, a kind of irony was born.
Everyone just woke up, what are they doing? Dazzled by the benefits in front of you, don't you even want your life? !
Who didn't covet the Killing Scythe before and wanted it