On the body of the demonic sword, countless resentful demonic energy gushed out from the black crystal known as the "demonic eye".
The pitch-black demonic energy was like a misty waterfall that "flowed" down from the sword.
Then, it turned into numerous poisonous snakes that opened their slender blood-red eyes and shot out greedy rays as they slithered toward the owner of the bookstore.
Even though Yue Sefu knew that the owner of the bookstore was powerful, his heart couldn't help but tighten when he saw that Lin Jie didn't do anything even though the demonic energy was about to wrap around him.
When the ancient kingdom still existed, the legendary Elf King Kandra was an existence that could stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods.
He wasn't at the level of a god, but a god.
In various lost and incomplete ancient documents, there were similar records — "Kandra commanded lions and eagles, and millions of people supported him. He raised light and fire as if he was raising the sun and went against the current, throwing them at the god who brought about the lightless night. "
He was a person who went against the current in the lightless era and was the only one who dared to challenge the nameless god.
Unfortunately, he failed in the end.
Even so, the only power he left behind was still so powerful.
After Kandra's death, his enormous resentment and his soul entwined around the longsword, turning into a terrifying Demonic Curse. The first website was m.9biquge. com
Even after millions of years of baptism, there were no changes.
Anyone who came into contact with the demonic sword would be infected by this plague-like curse.
Even the Glorious Grand Knights of the Mystic Tower who had undergone strict training gradually went crazy under the torture of the curse and died in the end.
There was no doubt that the owner of the bookstore was powerful, but even a god couldn't do anything about the curse of the demonic sword. Otherwise, why would the Mystic Tower need to manually seal this powerful curse sword?
Yue Sefu's gaze moved along with the demonic energy that gathered like snakes, and his heart couldn't help but beat faster.
This wasn't just a feeling of nervousness, but also a feeling similar to when a lottery was opened. It was an illusion that he was about to witness a war between gods that spanned millions of years in this small bookstore.
*！ He swore that even in the most thrilling battle of his life, he had never experienced such unstable emotions.
Yue Sefu clenched his fists and watched the tumbling Mana swarm toward him. The owner of the bookstore still did not move. He was still studying the longsword attentively.
In the blink of an eye, the snake at the front was about to touch Lin Jie's hand.
Lin Jie looked at the sharp and bright longsword. His attention was attracted by the words on it. He frowned and wanted to take a closer look. He turned his head and stared at the sword.
The red rose on the counter trembled and revealed the eyeball inside. It looked at the demon sword in fear and closed its bud.
Yue Sefu could not help but hold his breath.
But at this moment, behind the owner of the bookstore, between the bookshelves that were not illuminated by the light on the counter, a deeper shadow suddenly emerged from the dark gap.
The invisible darkness swelled and twisted. It wriggled and spread out along the bookshelves. Although Yue Sefu could not see clearly what it was, he instinctively felt a chill.
The huge darkness occupied the gap behind the owner of the bookstore. It was at least three meters tall … or even bigger.
Yue Sefu, who witnessed this scene, felt a little dizzy. Was it an eye or a limb that was wriggling in the darkness?
Before he could think about it, he saw from the shadow, right beside the owner of the bookstore who was concentrating, a small black tentacle stretched out. The eyes on the tentacle opened.
This scene was unimaginable and terrifying to ordinary people.
At the intersection of light and shadow, the owner of the bookstore stood under the light with a sharp longsword. Behind him was an indescribable bloated darkness. In the chaos that could not be seen clearly, only a small tentacle stretched out and revealed its evil appearance under the light.
Yue Sefu shuddered. Then, he saw the tentacle touch the "magic eye" crystal and then sink under the surface of the crystal.
The rapid attack of the magic energy came to an abrupt end. Then, it trembled violently and then collapsed into a black fog. Then, it was suddenly "pulled" back into the "magic eye."
Under the perfectly cut surface of the crystal, the filthy evil magic energy boiled violently.
But this time, it was no longer excitement, but fear and panic.
If it had to be described, it was like prey caught by a murderer in a horror movie. When they were being dragged and about to be killed, the strong desire to survive drove them to hit the glass window of the secret room over and over again …
Yue Sefu could almost hear their silent shouts and screams through the aether.
He watched as the magic energy in the "magic eye" struggled weaker and weaker. Finally, there was no movement at all. It seemed to have been completely devoured. In a trance, he actually felt that they were a little … pitiful.
The tentacle was "full" and retracted into the darkness.
In an instant, Yue Sefu saw countless star-like eyes in the darkness blink at the same time.
The next moment, everything returned to normal.
The darkness between the bookshelves was still just a shadow formed by the light.
In fact, Lin Jie had just narrowed his eyes to take a look when he vaguely felt that the bottom of the sword seemed to have become a little darker.
At the same time, he felt that his eyesight was a little blurry — the sword seemed a little dirty.
Lin Jie just felt a little puzzled and wanted to try adjusting the angle of the sword. He found that the whole sword had become brighter, as if a layer of special effects had been added to it. It was overflowing with light and color.
The black color that looked like a filthy thing had already disappeared.
When he looked at the hilt, he felt that the black crystal embedded in the center seemed to be more transparent.
"Huh?"
Lin Jie looked at the long sword carefully. He felt that looking at the sword from different angles would have different effects. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. "Interesting."
He smiled and praised again. "Mr. Yue Sefu, your sword is really interesting. I thought it was dirty. I didn't expect it to be just a part of the craftsmanship."
The bookstore owner's expression didn't change much. His attitude was as usual, and even seemed to be full of interest. Yue Sefu recovered from his daze and fell into disbelief and doubt again.
This … this is real?
The curse that had troubled the Miyaoyi Tower for so long and couldn't be removed even after sacrificing countless Glorious Grand Knights — disappeared in this short moment?!
The bookstore owner actually mocked this "dirty" curse as a part of the craftsmanship. Did he mean that it was only fit for him to play with?
Lin Jie put the sword back on the counter and said, "The words on the sword seem to be written in an ancient language of A Zier. Do you know what it means?"
Yue Sefu shook his head in a daze. He finally recovered from his shock and said calmly, "This language has been lost. If you need, I can find the relevant information for you."
Lin Jie was delighted and said happily, "Thank you."
He smiled warmly at Yue Sefu and said, "I don't have anything else to pay you. Is there any book you want to read? I can give you one for free. Do you want to try and pick one yourself?"
Joseph looked at the middle of the pitch-black bookshelf with an ugly expression on his face. His expression was tense as he said in a reserved manner, "No, thank you. Why don't you recommend me a book …"
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