Han Lang curiously picked up the silver dagger from the mummy's hand. Strangely, there were no living creatures in the place where the star rat's footprints had disappeared, only this silver dagger.
The dagger's texture was very light, abnormally light. It did not look like it was used in battle at all, and the blade was not sharp enough.
The two sides of the dagger were engraved with two completely different images. On one side was a little squirrel, chewing on pine nuts, looking very mischievous. On the other side was also a squirrel, but this squirrel's fur was standing on end, and its claws were clawing the ground, baring its sharp teeth, and its eyes were ferocious.
It was like a squirrel with two personalities, good and evil. Han Lang felt that the cute version of the squirrel was more likable, and it looked very similar to the little thing he had been chasing.
Suddenly, just as Han Lang was playing with the dagger in his hand, the handle suddenly vibrated, and a silver needle pierced through Han Lang's finger. Then, Han Lang saw a holographic scene.
That was a blacksmith developing a brand new weapon. He was indulging in the wildest fantasies, actually wanting to create a biological weapon, fusing a star beast and a weapon into one.
Thus, he thought of a way to get a precious star soul rat to create a dagger.
This silver dagger could be used in two ways. One could be used as a normal weapon, and the other was much more cruel. When the dagger was shot out, and the blade pierced into the enemy's body, the dagger would immediately transform into the star soul rat. The little guy would burrow into the enemy's body, and in just a few seconds, it would completely crush the internal organs of a superpower warrior!
This was like the instructions for the dagger, explaining how it was made and how to use it.
* Swish *
When the scene ended, Han Lang felt a chill down his spine. It was not only because of the dagger's viciousness, but also because the blacksmith was a Protoss!
Han Lang squatted down to take a look. Indeed, there was a crack in the middle of the skeleton's head, which was obviously a Protoss. A few of his ribs were broken, and his thigh bone and skull were clearly damaged.
Clearly, this Protoss blacksmith had been attacked and died. When he was on his last breath, he escaped here and died, and his corpse slowly rotted.
Han Lang searched for a while, but did not find anything else of value. He stood up and weighed the dagger in his hand.
Whoosh ~
The dagger was shot out by Han Lang, stabbing into the ground. Following that, the Star Soul Rat really did appear. This time, it did not escape. It should be that when Han Lang's finger was stabbed, it was some kind of weapon recognition setting. The Star Soul Rat and Han Lang's DNA information fused, becoming one.
Vaguely, Han Lang seemed to be able to sense the little fellow's thoughts. He was a little sad as he lay beside the corpse, rubbing his head against the arm of the corpse.
"Looks like this little guy still has feelings. He knows that it was the blacksmith who gave him life. So, even though the blacksmith has become a corpse, the little guy still feels attached to him," Han Lang thought.
This feeling was very strange. Although the Demon Claw and Ghost Claw were created by Han Lang, they had no spiritual connection with Han Lang. They were more like two tools of Han Lang.
As for this Star Soul Mouse, Han Lang seemed to be able to see his inner thoughts. He believed that as time passed, this telepathic connection would become stronger and stronger.
Why would a God Race blacksmith appear here? Han Lang could not figure it out.
Whatever. In any case, too many strange things had happened in the Dark Net. It did not matter if there was one more. Perhaps a long time ago, this place was also the territory of the God Race. Even Earth had once been inhabited by the God Race. The current territory of the human race all belonged to the God Race in the past.
Han Lang thought about it and decided to dig a hole and bury the corpse of this God Race blacksmith.
The people of China paid attention to burying the dead. Although Han Lang did not know him, he had spent a lot of effort to create this marvelous weapon. Now that it had been inherited by Han Lang, it could be considered fate.
Moreover, Han Lang had never been divided by race. He believed that not all God Race were enemies, and not all humans were friends.
After placing the corpse, Han Lang cupped his hands at the grave and bid farewell.
The Star Soul Mouse actually imitated Han Lang's actions and waved its little claws at its former owner. It was a hilarious sight.
"Alright, let's go!"
Under Han Lang's command, the Star Spirit Mouse crawled into Han Lang's hands with a sou sound, and transformed back into the silver dagger.
Han Lang weighed the dagger in his hand and muttered to himself, "From today onwards, you will be called Silver Fox. Although you are not a fox, but a squirrel with a large tail. Who asked you to be smarter than a fox, to actually imitate this daddy's movements. What a joke."
"Blacksmith? Biological weapon? So being a blacksmith is also a very interesting profession. "
Han Lang pondered as he put away Ghostly Claw and Demonic Claw. These two fellows were not funny at all. Ghostly Claw had a cold aura, like a cold-blooded killer. Demonic Claw was silly, like a hotheaded guard.
Of course, Han Lang liked the two of them very much because they were both loyal to him. Any companion that was loyal to him, whether it was a human or a beast, Han Lang would love them.
"Demonic Claw, Ghostly Claw, Silver Fox, Yuanyuan. My team is gradually getting stronger." Han Lang smiled as he thought to himself.
Han Lang returned the way he came. Coincidentally, Ebon and You Lan had chased him all the way here. When they saw Han Lang, they hurriedly asked him what had happened.
Han Lang only said that the little fellow had been captured by Demonic Claw. He did not mention the matter of the God race blacksmith's corpse in the cave under the lake. The two of them only praised Demonic Claw's strength, but they did not mention Silver Fox. They both thought that Han Lang, as a genetic biology expert, would definitely kill him and create a combined beast.
"On the way here, we found an extremely fragrant valley. Because we were in a hurry to find you, we did not have time to take a look." You Lan pointed behind her.
"Oh, then let's go take a look now." Han Lang said.
The three of them came to the place that You Lan had mentioned. It was indeed extremely fragrant. The thick fragrance was like the sweetest wine, intoxicating them.
Unfortunately, this valley could not be entered. It was blocked by a net-like energy fence. They did not know what plant in the valley was emitting this strange fragrance.
Ebon sighed and said, "I knew there were many good things in the Myriad Valley. It's a pity that the Dark Net only opened up a small part of it to us. Most of it is locked up."
Han Lang nodded. He had already witnessed the wonders of the Myriad Valley. However, there were not many that were too outstanding. Han Lang's trip was not in vain to be able to obtain a small thing like Silver Fox. However, Silver Fox was a relic of that God race blacksmith. It could not be considered a part of the Myriad Valley.
"Forget it. Let's call it a day. Let's go back," Han Lang said after some thought.
.....
Life at the Dark Net Spell Assembly continued. Since Han Lang had obtained enough points, he had more free time. Apart from completing five combined beasts every day and exchanging them for items that he was interested in, Han Lang would also go to the other venues to observe.
Han Lang felt that this Spell Assembly was becoming more and more interesting. After the cruel elimination, all that was left were freaks.
Han Lang often went to watch the finals of the Warriors in the later stages. He realized that most of the Warriors were using forbidden skills. Han Lang was dazzled. He thought that he was crazy enough to learn demonic forbidden skills. After watching, he realized that there was no craziest in this world. There was only crazier!
On this day, when Han Lang, Ebon, and You Lan walked out of the arena, their foreheads were covered in cold sweat. Han Lang had truly been shocked by the battle just now. The three of them felt cold and gloomy, so they stood under the scorching sun.
Ebon shivered a few times and said, "Damn, Demon Vanquisher is really ruthless. He actually used his own father to refine his clone with a secret technique? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that such a vicious technique existed in this world. "
Han Lang nodded and said, "The Clone Killing Technique is about synchronization. Demon Vanquisher refined his own father into a clone. Perhaps he wanted to achieve the effect of fusion of thoughts and highly synchronized movements."
"This bunch of lunatics. I haven't seen my own father, but even if I had, I can't kill him and turn him into an air-dried corpse. I can carry him on my back every day. If I do that, I'll be scared to death when I have nightmares every day."
You Lan appeared very calm. Demon Vanquisher's vicious act of refining his own family into a clone did not agitate him. You Lan said very calmly, "Demon Vanquisher is considered a top-notch assassination sect in the Milky Way. I know a little about it. Their family wasn't killed but willingly died."
"In their sect, it's considered an honor for the elderly to sacrifice themselves for their children. After a few more years, they will also choose to commit suicide and leave their corpses behind to protect their children. Demon Vanquisher has been constantly sacrificing in exchange for victory for generations."
Han Lang glanced at You Lan. "You seem to know a lot about the various assassination sects?"
You Lan nodded. "I do know a little. I can even recognize who they are in real life. To be honest, I'm starting to worry. What's left behind might not necessarily be gold. There might even be monsters."
Ebon laughed and said, "The three of us have all persevered. Does that mean we're monsters too?"
You Lan smiled bitterly. "We're the more normal ones among the monsters."
Ebon was a boorish person. He did not think much of it and laughed out loud. As for Han Lang and You Lan, they could not hide their worries.
Han Lang replied in a low voice, "I went to watch an electronic competition yesterday, and the topic of the competition was a phased array radar. In order to win, a fellow actually took out his own brain and installed it into the system, connecting it with 460 million wireless neurons."
"Combining that with what I saw today, I think You Lan is right. Those who are left behind are either lunatics or monsters. Those who aren't crazy enough have all been eliminated."
You Lan frowned and said, "What do you think the founder of the Dark Net is trying to do by gathering all the lunatics and monsters in the Dark Net?"
Han Lang shook his head and said with a deep gaze, "I'm not sure. The founder, San Sheng, said that he held the Dark Net Dharma Assembly to select some people to help him complete a certain task. But now, he has chosen a bunch of lunatics and monsters. So I think this matter might be very tricky. He needs a bunch of lunatics and monsters to solve it."
Ebon said calmly, "At most, we'll just die. What's the point of worrying? Based on the current progress, the selection will end in three days. We'll know the answer soon. "
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