Four-Sequence Sword!
Breakfast?
Ah?
009 blinked and stared blankly for a while before reacting.
What exactly is breakfast? Why does this word sound so unfamiliar?
"Did someone tell you I need to eat?" 009 asked, puzzled.
The Snow Woman shook her head.
So, are you going to eat?
Upon hearing this, 009 walked right past her and said, "Stop with the nonsense. It's time for you to get to work. Come with me."
The Snow Woman nodded and then put down the box in her hand.
"Good."
On the other side, the Central Continent.
Isis and the Golden King stood together, watching Kalen and the men sent by Qin Leng jointly confront Sandrius.
Sandrius, holding a trident in one hand and carrying the corpse of the Martial Emperor on his back in the other, strolled leisurely through the encirclement of a group of fourth-tier warriors.
One of Qin Leng's followers darted through the sky, fire patterns appearing on his hands, and hurled it directly at Sandrius!
Thunder Fire Curse!
With a thunderous roar, the fire pattern transformed into several bolts of lightning and hurtled towards Sandrius easily deflected them by rotating his Golden Trident.
At the same time, he took a step forward, his figure flashing, and arrived in the sky. With a somersault, he delivered a heavy kick to the man's head!
Boom!
With a loud bang, the fourth-tier familiar suffered a severe head injury and fell directly from the sky to crash to the ground!
At that moment, a harpoon suddenly attacked, heading straight for Emperor Wu!
Sandrius tried to deflect the harpoon with his trident, but the harpoon passed right through the trident and through his body, as if it were an unseen phantom, and struck the Martial Emperor directly!
Puff!
The Emperor's corpse was held by a harpoon, and Kalen, seeing this, exerted force with one hand and began to pull hard!
"They've taken the bait!"
The large fish at Kalen's feet also bit the rope and began trying to pull the Emperor's corpse from Sandrius's hands.
Seeing this, Sandrius exerted force, and the big fish and Kalen were pulled in the opposite direction!
Kalen gritted her teeth, "Push harder, Fish King!"
The Fish King let out a muffled roar, its huge head struggling to tilt back, but it was constantly being pulled back by Sandrius!
Seeing this, Sandrius continued to exert force, and Kalen's face turned completely red. He had used every ounce of strength he had!
The Golden King, watching from the sidelines, was also on tenterhooks.
Kalen's fishing hook is called the Raider. The hook can only touch a chosen target, and it will pass through any object it collides with.
By having the raiders hit the Martial Emperor's corpse, there is indeed a chance to pull back a portion of the body.
However, Sandrius's strength was too great for either of them to overcome.
Upon seeing this, Isis raised her right hand, and a burst of green light swept towards Kalen's injured arm, instantly healing his severed arm.
Kalen realized what was happening and quickly used both hands, "That was a huge help... but it's not enough, could you send two more people?"
Sandrius sneered, while Qin Leng's retinue launched another attack on him!
With the help of these people, Kalen's pressure was relieved considerably.
"Keep going, keep pushing forward!"
Kalen and the Fish King pulled themselves back along the rope. Sandrius ducked to avoid an attack, then turned and thrust out his trident to strangle the man!
With a swipe of the trident, the man's body was torn to pieces!
But that wasn't the end of it. Although the person's physical body was dead, a purple soul consciousness emerged from the body!
"Out-of-body experience?"
Sandrius was lost in thought, unaware that the Martial Emperor's corpse nearly slipped from his grasp.
But when he realized what was happening, he suddenly grinned and threw the Martial Emperor's corpse away!
Suddenly finding themselves powerless to resist, Kalen and the Fish King tumbled over with a thud!
Just then, Sandrius rushed in front of the two, his Golden Trident almost within reach!
Kalen's pupils widened, thinking to herself that this was the end for her.
Unexpectedly, a crack suddenly appeared in the space in front of them!
Upon seeing the crack, everyone present was stunned for a moment.
"Qin Leng again?"
"Wait a minute, something doesn't seem right."
Two claws emerged from the crack, encased in black carapace, and instantly widened the crack!
The next second, an overwhelming Starry Sky Insectoid Race swarmed out of the crack!
Seeing this, Sandrius withdrew his attack, leaped up and caught the Martial Emperor's corpse, and then distanced himself from the swarm of insects.
"Insect?"
Well, you're not taking the road to heaven!
Back then, when the Insects was betrayed by the Golden King, Sandrius was worried about who would avenge him, but unexpectedly, this opportunity came knocking on his door!
The Insect Mother emerged from the crack, and a flash of bloodlust appeared in Sandrius's eyes!
He was about to make a move when several more people came out after the Insect Mother.
One of them, dressed in black with snow-white hair and holding a Black Spear gun, was undoubtedly 009.
But Sandrius did not hesitate at all, ignoring 009 and charging towards the Insect Mother!
Block!!
With a crisp sound, Sandrius's Golden Trident was stopped by a strangely shaped purple sword.
The one holding the sword was an old man with white hair wearing armor.
The old man had disheveled white hair, his upper face was covered by a helmet, while the lower half of his face was exposed, and his lips were covered with scratches.
As the old man grinned, a row of neat, sharp teeth was revealed. "So eager? Why don't I, this old man, practice with you?"
009 didn't look at Sandrius, but walked straight towards Isis. "Old man, he's in your hands now."
The Sword Forger grinned, "That's perfect, let this old man try out this brand new body!"
Sandrius distanced himself from the Sword Forger, and with just a quick glance, he discerned the Sword Forger's level.
The soul is very weak, probably at the third rank or weaker.
Sandrius spun his trident in circles, scrutinizing the Sword Forger, who in Sword Forger was sizing him up.
Sandrius: "The old man's soul is incredibly weak, but his physical body is at the fourth-tier high level. Interesting, very interesting."
"It's rare to see someone at the peak of the fourth rank who doesn't rely on external aids," the Sword Forger grinned.
In a way, he should also thank the angels.
If Angel Mo hadn't summoned a large number of apostles to feed 009, the Sword Forger would never have been able to advance to the fourth-tier superior level.
In order to deal with the battle 600 years ago, 009 gave the remaining remains of the apostles from that battle to the Sword Forger.
However, the corpses had been left for too long, resulting in severe energy loss. Even with all the remaining corpses combined, the Sword Forger only reached the upper fourth rank, not the peak.
In terms of pure ability, Sandrius is definitely superior.
But if we take external factors into account, then it's hard to say.
The Sword Forger his hand, and the strangely shaped sword in his hand began to flash with purple light. "Old friend, lend me a hand."
As he spoke, the purple light simultaneously enveloped the three swords behind the Sword Forger!
"Blood Fang coming out of its socket!"
"The Divine Steed has emerged from its body!"
"Hundred Slashes emerge from the body!"
"And then... the Spirit King."
The purple sword in the Sword Forger's hand slipped from his grasp, and the four swords, enveloped in purple light, floated in the air.
Seeing this, Sandrius realized that a formidable enemy had arrived.
He casually tossed the Martial Emperor's corpse to the ground and then threw himself into the battle.
The two stared at each other and began to stroll sideways.
"I've heard of you, the twelfth seat of Chaos, the Sequence 021 Sword Forger, right?"
The Sword Forger laughed and said, "You should call me senior, you impolite brat."
Sandrius suddenly stopped in his tracks. "Don't worry, after you die, I will have these two words engraved on your tombstone."