The Final Gamble!

The Eye of the Demon.

At this moment, Qin Leng's gaze pierced through the world and reached a more distant and magical world.

That world has magic and a host of supernatural creatures.

While the two peerless experts were fighting, the sword in the hand of one of them suddenly disappeared.

"Um?"

Where is my sword?

The bystanders who were watching the duel between the two powerful individuals were also dumbfounded.

"Nilsding's Steel-Slaying Sword has disappeared?"

"What methods did Tilin use to take away Lord Nilsding's weapon?"

"Lord Nicholas's chances of winning are slim now..."

"No, according to unofficial historical records, Lord Nicholas's Steel-Slaying Sword does not kill the old or the young, but it is said that he also has a Steel-Breaking Sword that is specifically for killing the old and the young!"

"So Lord Nicholas actually has another sword?!"

Qin Leng's eyes flashed, and the scene before him changed once again to an endless desert.

The enormous monster overwhelmed all resistance; at this moment, it was the pinnacle of known monsters, a mountain that no human could ever cross.

"On the day I became a soldier, I was just as afraid—afraid of dying on the battlefield, afraid of not having the chance to say goodbye to my family."

"At that time, my squad leader told me that he was also afraid. No one in this world is not afraid of death. Heroes are not born fearless, but choose to be brave."

"They went wearing red flowers and returned wrapped in red flags, returning to the family of meritorious officials, their fame lasting for generations."

"But from beginning to end, I have never thought that being afraid of death is a shameful thing. It is precisely because people are afraid of death that they struggle to live."

Some people say that suicide requires great courage, but that's not true, because perseverance is often harder than giving up.

Hearing Qin Leng's words, Meng Qing reflected for a moment, then...

Being a coward is not shameful; living is awesome.

But in fact, there was one thing Qin Leng didn't say: living without dignity is worse than death.

"Qin Leng told me so much, does he have some hidden cards up his sleeve?"

Watching Qin Leng approach the battlefield step by step, Meng Qing thought for a moment and then gritted his teeth and followed.

"The surviving members of the right hand, return to the team immediately."

As soon as Qin Leng finished speaking, several figures suddenly rushed to their side.

"Are you the only ones left...? Listen carefully, this is the final mission: go and open the sealed entrance."

The men on the Right Hand Unit nodded, and then a huge group of Fishman blocked their way; their numbers were so vast they seemed to cover the entire mountainside.

Qin Leng's target remains the entrance sealed off by cement.

Meng Qing stood behind him, holding a trident. "What's the specific plan?"

Qin Leng said, "I'll clear the way. You take the trident and work with them to open up the entrance. It's that simple."

"But what about Sea King?"

"Let him be strong, the Clear Wind Brushes the Mountain Ridge."

After saying that, Qin Leng drew his sword and charged directly at the Fishman.

A Fishman slashed at Qin Leng with its claws, but something grazed his claws, causing them to deflect to the side!

At that moment, Qin Leng's sword pierced through his head!

Puff!

Blood splattered, and the Fishman's eyes widened!

Flames immediately ignited on Qin Leng's sword blade, "Blood Flame Blade".

A group of Fishman leaped up, only to be met with a slash from Qin Leng's sword that sent blood and flames flying, the flames directly burning the Fishman!

Immediately afterwards, Qin Leng stomped his foot again and struck forward with his palm, a howling wind tearing through the air in an instant!

Boom!

A large group of Fishman were blown away by the oncoming gale, and a path was actually cleared in front of them!

Qin Leng also cultivated Mental Power and could also use magic.

But he did not chant any incantations.

Yes, spells are just a metaphor for the use of Mental Power.

For example, imagine a basic element, let your Mental Power burn like a flame, and by setting the method of emission, the intensity of emission, and the specific shape, you can release magic.

Whether you recite the incantation or not, and however you recite it, is up to you.

The incantation was merely a convenient reminder for them, or rather, it allowed them to visualize the concept while reciting it.

How should we use our Mental Power so that they don't forget it at crucial moments?

As for the spells that Nairasojin recited, as well as the spells they recited to cultivate their Mental Power, they could recite them however they wanted, as long as they meant the same thing.

Qin Leng taught them the incantation in this way simply to make it easier for them to remember it.

Meng Qing followed behind Qin Leng, his expression quite interesting.

He didn't expect Qin Leng to be such a good fighter.

But he just said, "Clear Wind Brushes the Mountain Ridge," which means he was ignoring Li Yuan, right?

Can we really ignore this?

Meng Qing felt he needed to do something.

Although he had never used any medicine, nor become anyone's kin, nor possessed any Ancient Relic or fragments.

But don't forget, Death gave him a book.

The Man Whose Eyes Were Dug Out

Meng Qing is now reading the third chapter, which has a total of five chapters.

After struggling to read up to the third chapter, Meng Qing was finally able to barely remember the contents of the book.

The story here is about a blind bard whose tales were beloved by the upper class.

He was often invited to perform at the homes of high society figures.

Among them were quite a few women who, knowing he was blind, would even go so far as to expose their bodies in front of him without clothing, in order to satisfy their exhibitionism and desires.

Among them were some men in high positions who were having sex with women right in front of him, enjoying the feeling.

But as the story begins, "Don't let them know that you can see."

The blind protagonist in the story is not actually blind.

He has eyes; he can see outside.

He was just pretending to be blind.

This kind of blind life satisfied the voyeuristic desires of the story's protagonist.

This made him completely out of control, to the point that there was no turning back.

If the people in the story knew he wasn't blind, they would have tried everything to kill him, because he saw something he shouldn't have seen.

As for the ending of the story, Meng Qing hasn't finished reading it yet.

He only read the third chapter, and it was these three chapters that granted him three abilities.

These are from the first chapter, the ability to speak through corpses.

And in Chapter Two, one can see things outside in the dark by closing one's eyes.

Finally, there was his newly acquired ability: a temporary ability to deceive the eye.

These three abilities are, in a sense, useless, yet they are also slightly useful.

However, the prerequisite for activating the ability is that the book must be in your hand.

Meng Qing had a backpack on his back, and his books were inside.

This is the drawback of acquiring skills through reading; skills gained from books must be put into practice through books.

Once the books are gone, the ability is gone too.

Meng Qing didn't know if it was only this book that was like this, or if all books were like this.

Considering that the leader of Death said he would take back the book in three months, could it be understood that these abilities were just borrowed?

After all, Chen Ye had never mentioned that he could buy books.

If books can only be borrowed and not bought, then what you're borrowing isn't a book, but rather an ability.

Thinking this, Meng Qing suddenly closed his eyes. He scanned the darkness and activated his ability, causing the Fishman to see an illusion!

When Qin Leng saw that the Fishman had suddenly lost their way, the flames from his sword swept across and killed Fishman!

At the same time, he glanced back at Meng Qing, whose eyes were tightly closed.