Chapter 132
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In the endless black plains, a rusty black broadsword was stabbed deep into the ground. Only the mottled sword hilt and a small portion of the sword that was covered in rust could be seen. Eight? A Chinese website?
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The sword did not look much different from an ordinary broadsword. The degree of rust made the blade look like it did not have any sharpness.
However, the voice came from the sword. Shi Xiaobai was certain that it was the sword that was calling out the word "save".
This was because when he stretched out his right hand to tightly grasp the black broadsword's hilt, the voice that came straight to his heart turned hurried and joyful, as though it could not wait for Shi Xiaobai to pull it out from the hard ground.
"What are you doing!?"
A hoarse and cold voice resounded in midair.
Shi Xiaobai looked up and saw the bat, Mos, coldly looking down at him from midair.
"Pulling out the sword."
Shi Xiaobai replied nonchalantly. His gaze landed on the rusty black broadsword once again. The black sword that stood alone in the desolate lands gave him an intense desire. He wanted to pull it out and give it its freedom.
Shi Xiaobai exerted a little strength in his hand and was about to pull it up.
"Don't waste your strength."
Mos' hoarse voice was devoid of emotion. The black sword had stood in the dark lands for an unknown period of time. This "Underworld" had gone through numerous Underworld Kings, but no one had ever been able to pull it out.
"Don't waste time. It's impossible for you …"
Just as Mos' impatient voice sounded, it suddenly came to a halt. His pupils slowly widened as a look of disbelief surged out.
This was because Shi Xiaobai had already pulled out the black broadsword.
Like pulling out a straw from a field, Shi Xiaobai had effortlessly pulled out the black broadsword from the dark lands!
"This is impossible!"
Mos roared. At this moment, the ground suddenly began to tremble violently!
At the same time, the dark purple color in the sky began to dissolve like an ink painting. The three scarlet moons also began to shake violently, as though three hanging balls were shaking violently.
A deafening sound resounded from every corner of the dark lands. There were roars, shouts and screams that were filled with fear, madness and hatred …
"Quickly put the sword back!"
Mos exclaimed as he flew towards Shi Xiaobai. However, halfway through his flight, he was forcefully repelled by an invisible force.
The quaking ground had already split open into a bottomless crack. The procession that had traversed half of the continent was still moving forward in an orderly manner. Hence, one after another, the procession fell into the abyss of the crack. The crack on the ground was also slowly climbing, and the entire land seemed to be on the verge of breaking apart.
The dark purple curtain in the sky was melting, and a scarlet moon suddenly exploded.
Thunder rumbled in the sky and the earth roared. It was as if the end of the world had arrived.
"No!"
Mos let out a horrified ripping sound from his throat. He charged at Shi Xiaobai crazily once again, but he was once again repelled by the invisible force. All he could do was look up and let out another helpless and horrified roar.
At this moment, everything suddenly quietened down. The cracked land stopped trembling and cracking. The sky that was about to melt completely froze. The two scarlet moons that were swollen and about to explode came to a halt. The thunder in the sky and the roars on the ground also came to a halt.
Everything seemed to have been paused at that instant.
Mos was surprised as he looked down. He saw that Shi Xiaobai had already inserted the black broadsword back into the ground.
"It's just pulling out a sword. Is there a need to make it seem like the world is collapsing?"
Shi Xiaobai's somewhat resentful voice resounded.
Mos, who felt like he had just survived a calamity, immediately felt billowing anger and killing intent!
"Do you know what you have done?"
Do you know that you nearly destroyed the entire 'Underworld'?
Mos' eyes flashed with an intense lingering fear and frenzied killing intent. To be able to pull out the sword that guarded the Underworld, this human had to die!
However, a familiar voice immediately resounded in his mind. Mos felt like he was being strangled.
This human could not die for now. Even if he were to die, he had to wait until his master's game was over.
Mos forced himself to calm down and said coldly to Shi Xiaobai, "Quickly leave this place. This is a forbidden ground!"
Upon hearing this, Shi Xiaobai immediately sighed and said, "The forbidden ground did not send anyone to protect it. This King cannot be blamed for such a thing happening."
Shi Xiaobai felt a little creeped out. Why was the 'Underworld' like a movie set? Pulling out a sword would cause the entire place to collapse. The crux of the issue was that the sword was so easy to pull out, yet no one was sent to guard it. The people of the 'Underworld' were truly lazy. Lazy. It would be over sooner or later.
Upon hearing this, Mos' breathing stagnated. The urge to smack Shi Xiaobai to death intensified. The sword had not been pulled out for tens of millions of years, so it had long been forgotten. It was normal that no one was sent to guard it, but Shi Xiaobai's attitude was infuriating!
In Mos' heart, Shi Xiaobai was already a dead person. To be able to pull out the world suppressing sword meant that he was an enemy of the entire 'Underworld'. If not for Hisith's insistence on the 'game', Mos would have already dismembered Shi Xiaobai.
"Go!"
Mos spat out the word coldly once again.
Shi Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders and left the black broadsword with every step he took. He could sense the longing the sword had for him that was close to pleading. He could also sense the sword's intense indignation and sorrow.
But there was no other way.
Bro, saving you would cause the world to crumble. How was I to save you!?
Shi Xiaobai looked up into the sky. At this moment, the sky had turned half dark blue and half gray. There were only two scarlet moons left, and this was only because he had pulled out a sword.
Mos hesitated for a moment before flying towards the black broadsword. Although Shi Xiaobai had stabbed it back, only the heavens knew if it was still securely inserted back.
Mos used both hands to grab the sword hilt and pulled with all his might, but the sword remained motionless.
Very good. Very strong.
Mos used all his strength once again, but the broadsword remained motionless.
Mos gritted his teeth and used all his strength, but the broadsword remained motionless like a mountain.
Mos stared with his eyes and used all his strength, but the broadsword finally … finally did not move at all.
Mos heaved a sigh of relief as a smile suffused across his lips. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and turned to look at Shi Xiaobai. He coldly said the word "follow" before flying forward once again.
Shi Xiaobai looked at Mos' back in a daze as the corners of his mouth twitched.
What a fucking retard. This King guarantees that he won't secretly return to pull out the sword, alright? Is there a need to act so realistically to deceive This King that the sword is very sturdy?
How can This King not know how easy it is to pull out the sword?
Shi Xiaobai turned his head to take another glance at the black broadsword before he gritted his teeth and followed Mos.
(To be continued.)
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