Black Sword slowly stood up before Xu Le, hunched over, a vicious red gleam in its eyes.
Ai Li immediately let go of Xu Le and dropped out of his arms.
Black Sword put her under tremendous pressure. As a Level 4 Warrior, she kept feeling that the summon before her was not exactly friendly...
Xu Le actually felt the same way. He had no idea what he had summoned, either.
In short, this Black Sword seemed very dangerous.
Although he shared some mental connection with Black Sword, that connection felt extremely faint.
To be precise, this thing occupied a position somewhere between belonging to him and not belonging to him.
Schrödinger's what was it again?
But Ai Li was already injured this badly. Naturally, Xu Le could not let her stand in front of him again.
Pulling Doggo behind him, Xu Le began trying to communicate with Black Sword.
Of course, they did not communicate through simple speech, but through something rather sinister-sounding: mental contact.
I summoned you.
"..." No response.
Can you hear me?
"..." Still no response.
However, Black Sword stirred slightly, as though it had heard Xu Le's mental transmission.
Help me kill Soul Ferryman—Old Man Ge.
After sending three consecutive telepathic messages, Xu Le finally received a response from the Black Sword Familiar. It raised the Black Sword in its hand and held it upside down before him.
"Everyone who uses Fated Death must pay the corresponding price."
Xu Le did not understand what the Black Sword Familiar meant by this gesture. Was it asking him to take the sword? What price would he have to pay?
"Even after summoning you, I still have to pay an additional price?"
"Anyone who uses Fated Death must pay a price. Even your master is no exception."
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