Black Knight From Blue Star

Chapter 287 There is a big boss behind you

 Things seem to be going right.

The ghost ship is the beginning of the war between humans and demons, but the real trigger is actually the magic sword Porfil.

  He personally doesn’t remember the specific reason, but it was spread by word of mouth among players, so the authenticity should be quite high.

However, the Demon Sword Bofil is a two-handed sword that can be used by humans. The three-meter-long shape is really too exaggerated.

At this time Mrs. Anna came over, her forehead was covered with sweat.

 Just now she was actually at a disadvantage.

 If she beats for another ten minutes or so, something will probably happen to her.

 But fortunately, Hardy directly killed the most important "summoner".

"This sword is a bit outrageous." Mrs. Anna thought for a while and subconsciously asked: "Is it for the Balrog or the Fear Demon?"

In addition to the Nightmare Knights, the demons also have three giant races.

 They are the Balrog, the Dread Demon, and the Dark Titan.

 But the problem is that the weapons of these three races are mostly sticks and boulders.

The material is easy to get, one stick weighs one ton, and there is no need for any so-called sturdiness. If you drop the stick directly, most living things will die.

 Only a few giant races can handle it.

Even if it is broken, you can just use a shaping magic to take another one out of the ground.

There are endless weapons!

"This thing is not used by ordinary demons." Hardy shook his head and said, "This is the demon sword Bophire."

The purple-haired girl just now is actually the embodiment of the magic sword Porphyr, so she can naturally "carry" herself.

Mrs. Anna’s eyes widened.

The demon sword Porphyr is as famous as the holy sword.

Although most people don’t know what they look like, it does not prevent their names from being spread throughout the world.

 “But why is it so big?”

“Perhaps it’s because I’m ‘independent’?”

Hardy stepped forward and stroked the sword.

 As a result, the sword began to shrink a bit.

This change made both Hardy and Mrs. Anna stunned for a moment.

Hardy put his hands on the sword again, and the giant sword quickly shrank. In less than twenty seconds, it became the size of a normal two-handed sword.

Hardy grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised it.

 Subsequently, he felt that the sword seemed to have a connection with himself.

 At first there was an unpleasant voice like "Humph" in my mind.

 Then there was a scream: "Ahhhhh!"

 When the voice rang in his mind, it almost shattered the sea of ​​Hardy's soul.

"Your soul, why is your soul white, and why does it have such strong light power?" This voice was full of fear at this time: "Throw me away, hurry up... I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

 Hardy did not throw it away.

　　He takes soft things rather than hard things. The magic sword Porphyr is essentially an evil soul, or a weapon spirit.

 It’s death is a good thing for the entire human world.

At this moment, Hardy felt a warm feeling in his soul.

“I thought Hardy’s soul had some dirt in it, but I didn’t expect it was you, little guy.”

 The voice of the goddess of light is still soft, but it seems to have some unhappy emotions.

 “The goddess of light? Why the goddess of light?”

The voice of Demon Sword Porphyr has reached an incredible level of panic.     “Why can’t it be me.”

"Let me go, let me go." Demon Sword Porphyr's voice became more and more urgent: "I didn't know this was your man, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore."

“You’re talking nonsense.” The voice of the goddess of light seemed unhappy, but she didn’t seem that unhappy: “Forget it, Hardy also happens to be short of a suitable weapon. Let me change your attributes.”

 After the voice of the goddess of light said this, Porfil's screams became quieter and soon disappeared.

Then I heard the voice of the goddess of light continue to say: "Hadi, I have solved this little trouble for you. Please pray more in the future. Don't be like someone who spends three days drying nets and two days fishing."

 After saying that, the goddess of light left without waiting for Hadi to reply.

 “Why are you walking so fast?” Hardy muttered.

At this time, a clear girlish voice appeared in Hardy's mind.

“Huh, I was scared to death. I really thought I was dead.”

Different from the voice of Demon Sword Porphyr just now, the girl's voice at this time was very sweet and crisp.

 In fact, the voice of Demon Sword Porphyr was quite good before, more mature and full of sharpness.

Hardy waved the sword, and then asked Mrs. Anna: "It's for you, do you want it?"

Mrs. Anna shook her head: "I use a dagger, but I don't know how to use a sword."

At this time, Porfil said hurriedly: "Don't give me away, I will not surrender to those creatures who are weaker than me."

 Hadi's power frightened Porfil.

From her point of view, Hardy's strength is actually just okay.

The magic power is not particularly great. Although the Nightmare Knight looks tall, it is just like that among the four giant races among the demons.

But he can't stand up to Hardy, who has rich fighting experience.

 With the same strength, strong combat ability and novice combat are two completely different concepts.

 The former can achieve 120% performance, while the latter is estimated to be unable to achieve even half of its performance.

"Okay, I'll keep you for now." Hardy smiled, and then asked: "What are you doing to make this place like this?"

"Sacrifice." Pofil whispered: "Without a master, I have no supply of magic power and vitality. After coming to the human world, I have to find those very violent people and absorb their vitality and magic power. "

 “Thousands of people can take one puff?”

Demon Sword Bofil said rather embarrassedly: "There is no way, their strength is too poor, and the quality of their energy, blood and magic power are completely substandard. If the quality is not enough, they can only be made up of quantity."

Hardy sighed helplessly.

 “These people are going to be killed by you.”

 In the Nightmare Knight state, Hardy saw that their lives were on the verge of death.

He couldn't save him even if he wanted to. After all, lack of vitality was something that he, the Nightmare Knight, couldn't solve.

 Unless there are more than two to three hundred priests on the scene, so many people can be rescued.

 “No, no, they can’t die.”

Porfil quickly explained: "Although I absorbed their life force to the limit, and they looked like they were about to die, it did not really damage their lifespan. They can recover after stopping sucking, probably tomorrow morning. Of course, it will take several days for you to wake up and fully recover.”

　Hardy breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

 He sat down and waited here. During this period, Mrs. Anna came over, snuggled against Hardy, and closed her eyes to rest.

 She always had a happy smile on her face.

Then by noon the next day, the soldiers in the camp gradually woke up.

 And Andrew Spencer was almost the last one to wake up.

There is no other way. He is the oldest and doesn’t exercise much. He is the one with the worst physical fitness among this group of people.

He felt his body was limp. When he saw Hadi, he subconsciously asked: "What happened?"

 (End of this chapter)