Tomb Raiders: Inverted Dou Going to the Tomb, the Eye of the Queen

"My God, are you kidding me?"

"Just the dagger that's half the length of your arm weighs 50 catties?"

"You know it's sharp just by holding it?"

Fatty didn't believe it, he had never heard of anyone with such ability.

This little gadget weighs two catties, and it's still fifty catties.

And the sharpness cannot be felt by holding the dagger.

He also saw this dagger just now, but the appearance of this dagger really did not attract his interest.

Heibuliuqiu's dagger didn't bother him.

It's nothing compared to the ghost in the coffin.

He thought it was better to put away the dagger after touching the underworld weapon.

Unexpectedly, Feng Tian took it before he started to act.

Just take it, and said that the gadget weighs fifty catties.

It's very sharp even before it's out of the sheath.

Is it all up to you to do things now?

It is estimated that even children will not believe this.

"What dagger weighs fifty catties?"

Hu Bayi on the other side also stuck his head out of curiosity to look over.

He was on the side of the female corpse, and didn't know the situation on the male corpse's side.

Just hearing this made him extremely curious. He also didn't believe in a fifty-jin dagger.

Why is a dagger called a dagger?

That's because the dagger is used as an assassination weapon.

The main function is to facilitate hidden carrying and flexible use.

If the dagger weighs fifty catties, can it still be used sensitively?

The heavier the dagger is not, the sharper it is, which is totally unfounded.

The two fat men saw that the necromancers in the coffin were almost cleaned up.

It is already filled with a small half bag, and I am very satisfied with the harvest this time.

They quickly grabbed the remaining pieces of jade and put them in the bag.

Immediately, he stood aside and looked at the dagger in Feng Tian's hand.

"Fatty, get your crowbar."

Feng Tian looked at the crowbar on the ground.

The thickness of the dagger is felt, and the rest is to feel the sharpness of the dagger.

Such a remarkable dagger, it would be an insult to test its sharpness on wood.

The fat man was puzzled, but still bent down to pick up the crowbar.

After opening the coffin just now, the crowbar was randomly thrown on the ground.

"My God, what's wrong with the pry bar?"

The fat man held the crowbar and looked at Feng Tian suspiciously.

Feng Tian didn't talk nonsense, and pulled out the dagger forcefully.

It seemed to hear a 'clang'.

The voice is as beautiful as a fairy singing.

The dagger blade was as black as ink, and there was no sharpness to be seen.

The dagger blade is not cold, and it is easy for people to overlook its sharpness.

Feng Tian grabbed the dagger and slashed towards the pry bar.

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the pry bar broke in response!

The section of the pry bar that was cut off fell on the blue brick floor.

There was a trembling sound of Jin Ge chirping, and the dust on the ground was kicked up.

"Fuck...!"

"Fuck...!"

Fatty and Lao Hu were frightened by this scene.

Almost bit his tongue.

The two just stared at the broken part of the pry bar in a daze.

The pry bar is a mix of iron and steel and is as thick as three fingers.

But such irons are all broken.

And the fracture is smooth and flat, as if it was born so.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would believe that it was cut off by a small dagger?

The crowbar couldn't do any resistance in front of the black dagger.

The black dagger was so sharp that it made their hearts tremble.

They had never seen such a sharp weapon.

And it's just a dagger, which is incredible.

"It's... really sharp."

The fat man swallowed, looked at the crowbar in his hand and sighed.

"Can the craftsmanship of this world produce such a sharp weapon?"

Lao Hu also came back to his senses, this scene also scared him.

Not to mention the ancient craftsmanship, even today's craftsmanship cannot make such weapons.

This is simply so sharp that it makes people tremble, and it is so sharp that people have nothing to say.

Feng Tian didn't pay attention to the exclamation of the two.

He was looking at the shape of the dagger and the scabbard.

This manufacturing process makes people speechless, this technology is leveraged.

I really don't know how such a dagger was made.

Feng Tian put the dagger into the sheath in satisfaction.

Throw the dagger in the air, and connect the left and right hands to each other.

Feel the weight of the dagger.

The weight of the dagger was nothing to him.

The size and weight of the dagger seemed tailor-made for him.

But this dagger is too heavy for ordinary people.

It is estimated that some people have difficulty even using it.

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"Little God, why don't you... show the fat man?"

Fatty's eyes were hot, he had never seen such a weapon before.

I really want to touch this sharp dagger.

"then."

Feng Tian threw the dagger straight away.

The dagger flew towards the fat man.

The fat man smiled, stretched out one hand, and directly took the dagger in his hand.

The next moment.

The fat man's hand holding the dagger almost fell to the ground.

He seriously underestimated the weight of the dagger itself.

If it wasn't for his greater strength than ordinary people, he would probably make a big fool of himself.

"So... so heavy!"

A look of horror appeared on the fat man's face.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would never have believed that a small dagger would be so heavy.

This is completely unreasonable.

It took a while to get used to it.

The fat man secretly clicked his tongue while holding the dagger.

"It's really good stuff!"

"So heavy and yet so sharp."

"This is the first time I have seen such a powerful weapon."

The fat man pulled out his dagger and waved it around.

Accidentally chipped off even a corner of the big coffin.

And it's effortless, as easy as cutting tofu.

Lao Hu also came up and played with the dagger.

The two kept trying the sharpness of their daggers as if they had discovered a new world.

After a while, he reluctantly returned the dagger to Feng Tian.

They dare not ask for such a treasure.

Or this dagger can play its greatest role on Feng Tian.

This is a cold weapon, they still prefer hot weapons more.

Hot weapons can at least shoot from a long distance, and cold weapons can only fight in close quarters.

"Old Hu, didn't you Captain Mo Jin insist on taking only one or two items before evacuating?"

"Why did you just turn the bottom up this time?"

Feng Tian put the dagger where the two behind him couldn't see it, and put it directly into the imaginary space.

At the same time, he also had some doubts about Captain Mojin's rules.

Is it really just taking one or two valuable things from the ancient tomb?

Just now, Lao Hu and Fatty took all of them without any hesitation.

I don't want to stay at all.

"This......"

When Hu Bayi heard this, he immediately felt embarrassed.

This is indeed the case with Captain Mojin's ancestral precepts.

Go to the tomb and take only one or two valuables and leave.

Or when the lights go out, the things will be returned to the original owners, and they will leave after paying homage.

But the way he and Fatty acted just now was a bit contrary to the rules of the patriarch.