Chapter 207 - The Origin of the Black Swamp (1/2)

“Tell me everything about the Black Swamp.”

Flanders’s voice was heard.

At that moment, the blood spirit flower came to a sudden realization.

“You want to go to the Black Swamp?”

The blood spirit flower asked.

That was true. To ordinary people and weak mages, that place was hell. If they went, they would die, and they would not be able to come into contact with it.

But to strange creatures like them, that place was like heaven.

Because strange creatures were all the same.

They liked damp places the most.

That place was also the wettest place in the world.

And as long as they were stronger, they would have a greater say in that place.

For someone with his strength, even if he was not the strongest in the Black Swamp, there probably would not be many strange people who would dare to provoke him.

To powerful mages, that place was also a treasure ground because they could obtain a lot of strange creatures from there and then increase their strength.

Just as it was thinking about this.

Then, it saw the scarecrow opposite him looking over with a very frightening gaze.

The blood spirit flower instantly shivered.

Damn it!

Why did he think of asking it!

The other party wasn’t a good person, to begin with. What if it spoke too much and the other party changed his mind and wanted to kill it!

Countless thoughts flashed through blood spirit flower’s mind.

“My patience is very poor.”

Blood spirit flower heard the voice of the scarecrow.

It instantly did not dare to let his imagination run wild.

It used the shortest amount of time to sort out his thoughts, and then he quickly began to speak.

“The Black Swamp is a dark and damp land.”

“Wait…”

He had just said one sentence when he was interrupted by Flanders. The words in its throat were immediately stuck.

What’s wrong now?!

The blood spirit flower was very angry, but she did not dare to show it.

Then, he saw the scarecrow opposite him wave his hand, and a magic sword appeared in his hand.

Eh?

Why was it a little familiar?

The blood spirit flower’s attention was all on this magic sword. After thinking for a long time, it cried out in shock, “Apophis?!”

The demon Sword Apophis had just been summoned.

It was just about to greet its master.

Then it heard someone calling its name from the side.

It immediately looked over and found that it was the blood spirit flower that it had seen on the streets of Puls.

It was puzzled.

This blood spirit flower actually knew it?

“You… know me?”

Apophis asked in puzzlement.

This time, even Flanders’s attention was attracted. He looked at the blood spirit flower curiously.

The other party was obviously not trying to curry favor with Sword Apophis. Since he could call out its name, it was obvious that he really knew it.

Hearing the demon sword’s words, the blood spirit flower was speechless.

“I know you.”

The blood spirit flower explained.

“When I was in the Black Swamp, I also heard of you.”

So that was the case.

Apophis suddenly understood.

And Flanders was also very surprised. When Apophis was in the Black Swamp, it was a long time ago. At that time, its strength should not have been very strong, but this blood spirit flower had actually heard of its name…

Could it be that Apophis was very famous in the Black Swamp in the past?

The magic sword saw Flanders’s confusion and explained, “master, it’s not that I’m famous, but at that time, I was brought out of the black swamp by a mage. That mage was very strong.”

“That magician killed a lot of strange creatures in the Black Swamp, and I was his weapon at that time.”