Chapter 33 (1/2)

Feeling the texture of the sword handle in his hand and the weight lighter than all his weapons in the past, Loren began to try to connect it with his spiritual palace.

This is not difficult, especially for him who has taken the course of spell learning. Knowing how to use this kind of prop is a compulsory course. After all, all high-level magic spells need to use magic wands - although he hasn't got his own magic wand yet.

”May the void be with you.”

Whispering the original joking spell, the originally empty spiritual palace seemed to be ”activated”. For a moment, Loren felt that his consciousness was forcibly extended, and the cold alchemy in his hand seemed to have his own life and emotion, and was connected with himself by some force.

The rune on the silver plated blade exudes a light blue light spot - just for a moment, the light light spot instantly tears the surrounding air and condenses into a gray blue ”blade” with a length of about one meter, emitting a crystal quiet and elegant luster.

But even if he held it still, Loren could clearly feel the power of the sword - it was in a mess, exploding and colliding all the time, and wanted to tear everything around into pieces!

Just shocked for a moment, with a little expectation, Loren cleaved the ”lightsaber” to the stake in front of him. At the same time of touching, the originally calm gray blue blade suddenly became extremely restless. Without hesitation, his right hand continued to wave down and split the stake in two.

No, the word ”chop” was a complete mistake... Looking at the half stump on the ground that was almost broken into a pile of garbage, Loren couldn't help thinking of it. The jagged cross-section is like being bitten off by some kind of beast.

In any case, it is indeed a very special weapon - unlike a forged Knight's sword or any pointed spear, it is not sharp or strong. Even if it is touched, it may not be able to penetrate the leather armor.

But if used properly, this ”sword” can tear any armor to pieces in a moment.

If there is any deficiency, it is that the maintenance time is too short. With Loren's current mental strength, it is not enough to turn it into an iron cutting ”artifact” in an instant. For a few seconds, it can only become a backup means rather than a weapon for confrontation with the enemy.

”Toys.”

Aware of the sound behind him, Loren immediately turned respectfully and bowed to the black wizard who came to him, with his hands behind his back.

”Mentor Dalton.”

”As a wizard, what you should pay attention to is the operation principle of this alchemy product.” Dalton seemed not to hear what he said: ”magic is never the best means to kill, at least not the most efficient.”

”But they are all one of the means to solve the problem, just the difference between ways and methods.” with a humble smile on his lips, Loren didn't mean to give in much: ”do you have anything to tell?”

Dalton Kande didn't seem to have any entanglement, but glanced at him coldly: ”do you remember the ancient wood town?”

Lauren nodded, and an inexplicable unknown came to his mind. Dalton couldn't have mentioned it for no reason.

”Father Anthony is dead.” Dalton said this sentence calmly, but he still could see that he was in a bad mood: ”two days ago, he died in church and was bitten by a ghoul.”

Loren frowned and clenched his right fist.

”But Draco is dead, and his Ghoul can't be alive.” Loren's tone was somewhat stunned: ”I cremated his body myself!”

”So this time it won't be him, but someone else.” Dalton looked equally bad: ”and in this way, the college will be dangerous, and the church will not let us go.”

Of course, Loren can understand Dalton's meaning - before, he tried to cover up the truth as much as possible to make the matter in Gumu town look like an accident and fool the priest. But the same thing happened twice, and after dealing with it by themselves, people without brains will not regard it as an accident.