I have saved so many doomsday goddesses from all over the world

Chen Yu did not hide anything and conveyed Mu Renqing's judgment that Frostmourne would corrode the minds of mortals to Yuan Chengzhi.

"Can you show me your sword?"

Yuan Chengzhi's eyes flashed with faint blue fire, showing hesitation for the first time.

"If you're not worried, you can just touch the tip of the sword."

Chen Yu touched the runes engraved on the skull-carved sword with the middle and index fingers of his right hand.

hum-

The runes were lit up one after another, and the long sword vibrated with a long roar.

Countless gibberish rushed into Chen Yu's mind from all directions.

"Death is the final destination..."

"Come join us..."

"Life is meaningless, death is the only ending..."

"Souls...we want more souls..."

"I see, I understand." Chen Yu muttered to himself.

The so-called demon spirit in the sword does not refer to a certain existence, but...

Countless wronged souls! Countless innocent souls died tragically due to this sword!

They were absorbed by the magic sword and became ghost-like existences.

Then the twisted mental power is used to provide a steady stream of magic power to the magic sword.

The more the demon sword kills, the more innocent souls will accumulate, the stronger the mental pollution will be, and the more powerful the demon sword will become.

Positive feedback.

While holding the sword, there were thousands of flies buzzing around his ears.

If you are mentally normal, you will be a ghost.

Seeing that Chen Yu was about to be drowned by the voices of countless undead, his eyes began to blur.

He suddenly asked back with his mind: "What is 1000-7 equal to?"

The voice of the resentful spirit was suddenly suppressed.

at a loss.

After a moment, an innocent person responded: "993..."

“很好。30万x60x60x24x365等于几？”

"..." The innocent souls are stuck, and the poor memory is not enough.

Chen Yu pressed forward step by step: "Please find the extreme value of the following conic section?"

Wrong soul: (っ?Д?)っ!!

"Ding, time's up, let's change the question. Please write down the result of the cross product of the following two matrices?"

Wrong soul: (?Д?≡?Д?)

……

The fire in Yuan Chengzhi's eyes faded, and the gray pupils revealed a hint of clarity from the daze.

"The sound can't be heard...what did you do..."

Chen Yu quickly formed a magic configuration in the air with his left hand and pressed it on the sword body.

The long sword kept trembling slightly, but all the annoying murmurs disappeared.

"It's nothing," Chen Yu explained calmly, "I just think the guys inside are too idle, so I just asked them to do a few questions."

As time goes by, Yuan Chengzhi's frozen thinking gradually becomes active.

He finally understood the situation in which he had been brainwashed by the magic sword and fell into trouble step by step.

"Thank you, Chen Yu..."

This guy's brain is still not very bright, and he has forgotten who is the initiator who induced him to reach this point.

Yuan Chengzhi was now full of fear and vigilance towards Frostmourne, and took the initiative to suggest that Chen Yu accept the magic sword and seal it.

[Frostmourne: After equipped, the effect of ice spells and necromancy spells is +100%. It can provide the holder with endless magical energy, but as a price, the demon spirit in the sword will never stop affecting the holder's thinking until it is assimilated. 】

Chen Yu held the magic sword in his hand and felt its properties and abilities.

generally. It doesn't mean much to him.

He asked: "After losing this sword, you will lose your powerful magic power and transform into an ordinary lich. Is this acceptable?"

Yuan Chengzhi agreed without hesitation, "No matter how powerful you are, it's useless if you can't control the power... Only a powerful sir can suppress this sword... If you don't give up, please allow me to join your army..."

Chen Yu nodded obligingly.

"Okay, then I'll play a guest role as the Meow Meow King. I'll let you help me guard this Ice Crown Fortress. It's too cold to live in."

"By the way, anyway, you are no longer a human being. You can neither eat nor interact. Then help me with my research. The direction of the subject is more flexible soul sealing and transfer."

"For example, transplanting the soul of the deceased to the golem. After all, that thing is much easier to maintain than bones and carrion."

"Man, times have changed. Flesh is weak. Now that it can be canned, don't worry about that worn-out carbon-based body."

Yuan Chengzhi's deathly gray eyes were ignited with dark fire again.

"The unconstrained ideas... are worthy of you..."

Chen Yu stretched and waved.

"Let's go and end the farce at the city gate."

A white light flashed, and he disappeared from the spot with the Lich Brother.

"Okay! Let's break through the city gate in one go!"

The great knight, covered in blood, stood at the gate of Dongkai City and gave orders.

The morale of the footmen he led was greatly boosted, and they roared and charged towards the undead troops in the city.

The layers of undead suddenly separated.

Chen Yu held Frost's Sorrow in his hand and led Yuan Chengzhi calmly.

"It's almost done." He said, "I told you I would take action. What are you fooling around with?"

Mu Renqing stared closely at the magic sword in his hand, and suddenly realized:

"That's right. No wonder you never show your true body to others, but walk in a magical clone."

"Actually, you are the real Lich King! You use the magic clone because you are afraid that I will discover your undead identity!"

"My disciple is actually just a shield. The real black hand behind the scenes is you! Chen Yu!"

Chen Yu laughed, "Damn this reasoning, it's unbeatable. It's only been three minutes since I got this orange outfit. I guess you don't believe it?"

Mu Renqing shouted angrily: "It's useless to argue! Die!"

His whole body ignited with dazzling holy light, rising like a golden sun on the battlefield.

Gui Shenshu, Sun Zhongjun and other disciples of the Holy Cavalry hurriedly shouted: "Master, you can't do it! This person is a law-breaker!"

Mu Renqing flatly denied it, "Nonsense! How can the Lich King practice breaking magic? You must have been under an illusion without knowing it!"

Seeing that his aura had reached the peak of legend, he held the Ashbringer high with both hands and was about to jump and chop.

Chen Yu raised Frostmourne and pointed at it quickly.

"You are too impulsive, calm down."

咚

The great knight instantly froze into a big lump of ice.

The pinnacle of legend? There is also a gap!

——The reason why I am at the peak of the third level is that I cannot advance due to the restrictions of the laws of the world. You are at the third level peak because you are poor and you can only reach this level in your life.

Chen Yu looked around at the group of heroes opposite and asked with a smile: "What about you, can we have a good talk?"

Dwarf King Ma Shiying muttered: "What's there to talk about? I don't think you can be the Lich King with a face like yours. I'm afraid you just used some conspiracy to steal the magic sword."

Red Viper Zuo Liangyu said with a gloomy face, "Don't worry about how the sword came here. Look at this guy, he is very difficult to deal with..."

He glanced at Frostmourne, his triangular eyes revealing a trace of covetousness and envy.

If you get such a magical weapon yourself, wouldn't it mean that you can reach the sky in one step?

Chen Yu smiled brightly at him, "What, you want it? I'll give it to you to play with."

Throw the magic sword away casually.

He used Qiao Jin. The sword hilt flew forward and was steadily delivered to Zuo Liangyu.

Zuo Liangyu held the hilt of the sword smoothly, puzzled.

So easily...could it be said that this sword is fake?