The Storage Scarf was not completely sealed. It had spatial gaps, and living creatures moving around inside its storage space had a chance of slipping out.
Ring, ring. His phone rang. It was the villa's security guards. They suspected Ke Meng had come to harm and were preparing to report it to the Investigation Bureau.
If he did not answer, they would definitely report it.
Ke Meng answered the call and said, "Don't panic. This isn't a living creature."
The moment the precious blade appeared, the guards sensed danger. A vast, abyssal pressure had given them quite a fright.
Fortunately, Ke Meng was still alive and told them not to panic.
"All right, we won't disturb you any further." The guard hung up, not daring to waste Ke Meng's valuable time.
Ke Meng asked Shirley to patrol outside, but she shook her head. "Master, Tangyuan isn't by your side right now. Please let me stay here to protect you."
"All right, all right." Ke Meng walked over to the telephone table and called the villa's butler. "Today's item is rather unusual. You should all leave for now."
The butler sounded a little startled, as though the initial fright had only just passed. Still uncertain, the butler replied, "Yes, Mr. Ke."
Only after everyone had left the villa did Ke Meng take the Dragon Slayer Greatsword out of the Storage Scarf again.
The Dragon Slayer Greatsword had an enormous blade, nearly two meters long and extremely broad, with the texture of black rock. Its edge was not sharp, but the bloody markings on its blade breathed like a demonic god, radiating endless, crushing pressure.
He could not lift the heavy blade with one hand. After putting on the Mighty Gloves, holding it in his right hand became much easier.
Shirley stood