Rocot: Reborn

In the smoke in the air, the Guardian's cold eyes revealed deep uneasiness. His heavy footsteps echoed on the stone floor, and every step seemed to knock on our hearts.

"Lockold, Ver, this trial is not only a test of your courage and strength." The Guardian's voice was as loud as a bell, "It is also a test of your choice."

Weier turned to look at me, and I could feel her inner hesitation and doubt. "Lockold, is this really worth it?" Her voice was trembling.

"Of course it's worth it. We have no way out." I looked at her firmly, the fire in my heart burning.

The Guardian continued, "You must be prepared to face your fears and the shadows of your past." His words were like a cold whip, lashing our hearts.

I glanced at Wei'er beside me. Her expression had never been so serious. Her hands trembled slightly as she clenched the sword. The Guardian's figure gradually disappeared in the smoke, leaving only his deep eyes staring at us.

"Are you ready, Wei'er?" I said slowly.

Wei'er gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and nodded. "We have no choice but to move forward."

I took a step towards the huge cage, feeling the tension in the air. Suddenly, a cold breath came from the shadows, and I turned around and saw a huge monster slowly walking out.

It was a huge dragon man, covered with gleaming scales, each scale as sharp as a blade. His eyes were cold and ruthless, as if they could penetrate a person's heart. I instantly understood that this would be the first test we would face.

"Weier, be careful!" I yelled, drawing my weapon.

The dragon man pounced on me and I dodged quickly, but his claws still scratched my shoulder and blood spurted out instantly. I gritted my teeth and swung my sword to fight back.

Wei'er was not to be outdone. She rushed towards the dragon man as fast as the wind, and her long sword drew an elegant arc in the air. The dragon man took a step back, but soon attacked again. His strength and speed were extraordinary, but Wei'er and I cooperated tacitly and gradually found the rhythm to defeat him.

The battle was in full swing, and time seemed to have lost its meaning in this dangerous trial field. Suddenly, the dragon man roared, waving his huge claws, and attacked me fiercely.

"Lokold, be careful!" Wei'er's voice rang in my ears. I rolled sideways and narrowly avoided the fatal blow.

At this moment, Wei rushed towards the dragon man and forced him back a few steps. At this moment, I caught a flaw in his attack, jumped up quickly, and stabbed him in the vitals with my backhanded sword.

The dragon man roared and fell to the ground. Wei'er and I panted and looked at each other, feeling the joy of victory, but also knowing that this was just the beginning of the trial.

"We're ready, Ver," I said firmly.

She nodded, a gleam in her eyes.

However, just when we breathed a sigh of relief, the voice of the guardian was heard again in the air: "This is only the first level. Next, you will face greater challenges."

I held my weapon tightly, but a stronger fighting spirit surged in my heart, "No matter what comes next, we will definitely get through it."

Wei'er's smile was blurred but firm in the smoke. She stretched out her hand and I held it tightly. We are all here to change our destiny. No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, we will go on together.

Just as we were preparing for the next test, a rustling sound came from the smoke, and the echo on the stone slabs seemed even more terrifying and heavy. The guardian's figure appeared again, and there seemed to be some uneasiness in his deep eyes.

"Lockold, Ver, are you really ready?" His voice was still as loud as a bell, as if examining the depths of our hearts.

I nodded vigorously, and Wei'er beside me clenched her teeth again, the determination in her eyes clearly visible.

"Yes." I answered firmly. Wei'er didn't say much, but just held my hand tightly. At this moment, I felt her warmth and determination.

At this moment, the smoke around us suddenly surged, and then several blurry shadows emerged from it. As the shadows gradually became clearer, we saw leaping flames, accompanied by a suffocating heat wave. Several creatures that seemed to be condensed from magical flames suddenly appeared in front of us, each of them exuding terrible energy.

"Fire Spirit!" I exclaimed. Even though I had been in this new world for so long, I still couldn't hide my shock.

Veil quickly assumed a fighting stance, her sword still gleaming. "Prepare for battle, Rocot. Don't be frightened by them."

The flame spirits leaped towards us without hesitation, their burning bodies drawing fiery red arcs in the darkness. They were extremely fast, not giving us any chance to breathe. A flame spirit quickly approached Wei'er, and I rushed forward and slashed at the flame spirit with my sword, but I felt that the blade passed through the air instead of the entity, and only slowed it down slightly.

"Be careful, they are not easy to deal with!" I warned, and at the same time turned quickly to block the other demon in the air.

Wei'er dodged nimbly, slid to the side of the flame demon, and thrust her sword out suddenly, piercing the enemy's heart with the power of the wind. This time, her sword finally touched the core, the flames scattered instantly, and the demon's body turned into ashes.

"Find their core!" Wei'er shouted, sweat streaming down her forehead, but she remained calm.

Just as we were fighting hard, a low roar suddenly came from the smoke. Then, a huge figure gradually emerged. It was a dragon covered with iron-gray scales. Its eyes sparkled like rubies, emitting a chilling coldness.

"Damn it! Another dragon!" I said through gritted teeth, my inner tension rising rapidly.

Wei'er also felt threatened, and her eyes became sharper. "We must concentrate, it is definitely stronger than the previous dragon man."

The dragon slowly leaned forward, spread its huge wings, and let out a deafening roar. Its cold breath blew in the face, and traces of frost appeared clearly in the air.

"Are you ready, Rocot?" Ver asked through clenched teeth, but her hand holding the sword remained firm.

"Always be prepared!" I responded, the sword in my hand seemed to be agitated. We had no way out. This was not only a moment to prove our courage and strength, but also a key to our fate.

At this moment, the dragon's eyes suddenly flashed, and a gust of icy wind blew out of its mouth, accompanied by endless ice spears flying towards me. At this moment, I felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if the whole world was frozen at this moment. I frowned, and I made up my mind: no matter what happens, we must face it together.

"Weier, be careful!" I shouted, while gripping the hilt of the sword tightly, ready to face the challenge that must be overcome.

I swung my sword to block the oncoming ice spear, but the biting cold still penetrated my armor and made my muscles stiff. I clenched my teeth and forced myself to stay awake, not letting this cold control my body. Every breath of the dragon brought a stronger icy wind, as if to freeze us completely.

Wei'er's voice was particularly clear in the cold wind. Her tone was calm and firm: "Lockold, concentrate! Its attacks are regular. Seize the opportunity to counterattack!"

Her words startled me, and I quickly observed the dragon's movements. Every time before it attacked, the red light in its eyes would flash, which might be a sign that it was gathering strength. I took a deep breath, tried to suppress the fear in my heart, and waited for the best time to counterattack.

The dragon raised its huge wings again, and cold air began to gather in its mouth. At the moment when the red light in its eyes flashed, I rushed forward, with the blade pointing directly at its eyes. My movements were as fast as lightning, and even the coldness in the air was melted by my determination.

However, the dragon's reaction speed was also very fast. It turned its head suddenly, and its huge tail swept towards me like a giant hammer. I instantly felt a huge force coming at me, and the whole person was knocked out and fell heavily on the cold ground. It seemed that all my internal organs were shaken.

Wei'er's voice sounded again, full of concern: "Lockold, are you okay?"

I struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, and forced a smile, "I won't die." Although my body was in pain, my fighting spirit was rising. We must win, and we must not fall here.

The dragon leaned forward again, its ruby-like eyes staring at me, as if assessing my strength. It opened its huge mouth, and a stream of cold air quickly condensed into a huge ice spear, shooting straight at me. I was startled and quickly rolled to avoid it. The ice spear brushed my shoulder and hit the ground, exploding into countless ice crystals.

At this moment, Wei'er approached quietly from the flank, the long sword in her hand flashing with cold light, piercing the dragon's flank. This strike was extremely accurate, the sword tip penetrated deep into the scales, the dragon let out a painful roar, and its huge body twisted violently.

I seized the opportunity, stood up quickly, and rushed towards the dragon again. We must join forces to defeat this terrible enemy. Wei'er's attack gave me precious time, and my sword pointed directly at the dragon's other eye. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and I felt that the whole world's attention was focused on our sword.

Just as the sword was about to pierce, the dragon suddenly let out a more shrill roar, and its body suddenly retreated, avoiding the fatal blow.

Freedom is the highest right that this world gives to every soul.

Roccod! It's time, it's your turn! You will become the judge again, walking on the sky with the light of justice! I just heard a familiar voice, and I knew it was Wei'er. She came and brought the last ray of hope.

No matter how rational or calm he is, I just want to yell at the moment. I put my last hope on Wei'er. The wind was howling, but the woman's voice was clearly heard in my ears.

Her words gave me unprecedented motivation, like a shot of adrenaline. So I made a decision that no matter how strong the enemy was, they could not defeat me.

Get out of the way! No one can stop my rebirth! When the last bit of strength burst out, my roar drowned out the sound of the wind: "Vir!" Rokod! It's time, it's your turn! I swooped down like lightning, turned sharply, and dodged many attack lines.

The enemy was shocked. I broke through the original line of destruction and finally came to her side. My eyes lit up and I grinned at her.

What do you think?" I said jokingly, trying to relieve her stress. Both swords, whether it is Rocot or Veil, are famous swords. It illuminates an era with one artifact, until another appears and continues to shine in my hands.

We exist to harness its power. Open it! My friend - soar into the sky. I made the decision to face the battle of my death.

Faith is like a torch. Fearless at this moment, leaving a last glance, I can't let go of the person behind me. But I know that I must act now. In an instant, the situation changes, like the flow of the stars, with birth.

Get out of the way! No one can stop me! My great sword flashed brightly on the road, the golden hammer rolled, and the enemies in front of me retreated. Then, the barrier appeared, and the warrior appeared with great momentum.

The distance was so close that I couldn't see his face clearly, but I was very nervous. His appearance instantly gave me an invisible effort, so that I was not facing all this alone.

I know his every move. He can give people unlimited courage. The distance is tight, so I speak immediately.