Qin Ze frowned.
Your water-attribute flying sword is suppressing the alien beasts, so what is that on Miss Sword Case?
Moreover, the other party did not seem to recognize Miss Sword Case.
Are you sure the sword is still suppressing the alien beast?
Mo Sheng puffed out his chest confidently. "It's all booked!"
Qin Ze asked curiously, "You're practically a canister now, how do you know what's going on outside?"
"I'm saying, is there a possibility?"
"While you were being preserved like canned food, the strange beast broke free, and the flying sword was snatched up by someone else."
Mo Sheng shook his head vigorously. "Absolutely impossible."
"Flying swords are divine artifacts."
"Do you even know what a magical artifact is?"
"That was used by God!"
Qin Ze really wanted to say that no one understood the Five Elements Flying Swords better than him.
After all, Flying Sword Mother was on his back at that moment.
Qin Ze: "Not even a slight possibility?"
Mo Sheng replied, "There's absolutely no chance."
"Leaving aside the possibility of the beast breaking free of its seal, it's simply impossible that it was picked up by someone."
Do you think divine artifacts are just junk made in a blacksmith's shop?
"Divine artifacts are bound to a specific owner and require authorization; they cannot be obtained by just anyone."
Mo Sheng declared confidently, "And this authority belongs only to me!"
After hearing this, Miss Sword Case said to Qin Ze, "What he said is true. My child does not go with just anyone, but we cannot rule out one possibility."
Qin Ze: "What's possible?"
Miss Sword Case replied, "My child has been away from me for too long, and his attributes will weaken."
"If the attributes are almost exhausted, anyone can pick it up."
Qin Ze recalled the time when he first obtained the water-attribute flying sword from Daoist Miao.
Its elemental power was extremely weak, and even the blade was somewhat rusty.
Yan Miao was probably able to pick it up for that reason as well.
Mo Sheng continued, "Besides the divine sword, there's another layer of protection: Inscribed Runes."
"When I first taught the locals Inscribed Runes, I had a certain selfish motive in addition to feeling sorry for them."
"The divine sword's power is gradually weakening; it must be reinforced by external forces."
"Later, I had the locals carve numerous Inscribed Runes around the divine sword."
"A two-pronged approach is enough to suppress this beast."
Qin Ze discovered the flaw.
The Divine Markings themselves are not the creators of power, but merely the medium through which power is transmitted and exerted. The true source of power remains Mo Sheng.
Mo Sheng's own power was enough to reinforce the seal; he could simply sit beside the flying sword like Sanmu did. He Bi bother with the unnecessary Inscribed Runes?
Moreover, after saying so much, Mo Sheng seemed to be trying his best to prove that the Demigod Level beast and the water-attribute flying sword were still there.
Brother Devour said in a deep voice over the Local Area Network, "If you downloaded a new game instance and an NPC told you that there was a large amount of treasure buried in a certain place within the instance, what would your first reaction be?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "Let's grab our diamond shovels and get ready to dig for treasure."
The other clones also started thinking at this point.
Is the treasure location a trap?
"This is something I didn't understand, except that Brother Devour was too quick to speak. I thought of it a long time ago."
"Why would the Sword Bearer betray us?"
"Who said he was the Sword Bearer?"
"He just said it himself."
"You believe him just because he says so?"
"If I have a pig's brain, then you have a pig's brain too!"
"..."
The clones started arguing, and the topic quickly shifted from why Mo Sheng wanted to harm Qin Ze to who was the real idiot.
Qin Ze questioned the identity of Mo Sheng's Sword Bearer.
If Mo Sheng isn't the Sword Bearer, then he can only be the Hundred Eyes.
But here's the crux of the problem: he couldn't detect the same scent on Mo Sheng as the Spirit Divination Stick.
At this moment, Mo Sheng was as weak as a little Kun cub, easily crushed with a single step.
Mo Sheng only has two eyes, which doesn't seem to fit the name "Hundred Eyes " at all.
Brother Devour said, "Perhaps... the Sword Bearer betrayed Old Huang."
Over tens of thousands of years, the world can change drastically; it's not impossible that such a thing could happen.
Qin Ze turned sideways and openly displayed Miss Sword Case.
"You don't recognize me?"
Mo Sheng carefully looked Qin Ze up and down.
"He is indeed a beauty that appears only once every three thousand years."
"But forgive my poor eyesight, haven't we met before?"
Qin Ze became even more certain that the identity of Mo Sheng's Sword Bearer was questionable.
Sanmu recognized Miss Sword Case at a glance and was certain that the Spirit Divination Stick was meant for him to kill.
But Mo Sheng didn't recognize Miss Sword Case, nor did he know him.
The Dharma King said, "You don't even recognize Pretty God, so what kind of sword are you wielding?"
Qin Ze snapped out of his daze and cleared his throat, "Listen carefully, I am Maka Emperor's close friend, the successor designated by the Blue Flame Great Sage, the creator of the new world of the Illusion Race, a distinguished guest of the Sea of Glaze, the savior of the Molten Steel People, and a sword cultivator determined to surpass the Sword God — Lin Zhiyuan!"
Mo Sheng was completely baffled. He just felt that the other person had some kind of mental illness, what kind of nonsense titles were those?
However, he still gave Qin Ze a thumbs up. "I can feel the unstoppable sword intent emanating from you, brother. You have already reached the realm of oneness with the sword."
" Sword God at this level of cultivation was probably far inferior to you."
The Dharma King chuckled, "He really just spouts nonsense; doesn't his conscience hurt?"
Qin Ze revealed a smug look. "So-so."
Mo Sheng lowered his hand, his expression serious. "I have a request."
Qin Ze feigned nonchalance. "What is it?"
Mo Sheng sighed, "Sealing the Hundred Eyes like this isn't a solution. The locals are all dead, so there's no way to continue carving Inscribed Runes."
"Let's just end this once and for all. Let's join forces and kill Hundred Eyes, eliminating this threat forever!"
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows. "What god made you do this?"
Mo Sheng shook his head. "Without new orders coming in for so long, the Desolate God has already fallen."
Qin Ze: "I understand, you're developing initiative."
"Since it's a strange beast, it must have a Soul Orb. But how do you divide a single Soul Orb?"
Mo Sheng laughed heartily, "Brother, don't worry. After I kill that beast, I'll give you the Soul Orb. Consider it my way of repaying your life-saving grace."
Qin Ze exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't this a bit too much? That's Demigod-Level Soul Orb!"
Mo Sheng said with a righteous expression, "If it weren't for your arrival, brother, I would be rotting in a jar."
"How can this kindness be compared to a Demigod-Level Soul Orb?"
Qin Ze nodded. "That's true. Then give me another Demigod-Level Soul Orb. Two will be enough for you to repay my kindness."
Mo Sheng stumbled, surprised that the other party actually dared to ask for it.
You can see my current situation; I'm penniless.
"But I assure you, besides Hundred Eyes, I will definitely give you another demigod soul bead in the future."
Qin Ze reluctantly agreed, "Alright then."
Mo Sheng smiled and said, "Let's go, let's kill that beast, Hundred Eyes."
"In this way, I have completed the mission that God gave me."
Two people, each with their own ulterior motives, walked side by side intimately out of the laboratory.
Qin Ze muttered to himself, "Who exactly are you?"