Chapter 873 The Test of the Artifact
"Divine weapon!" Zhang Meng's eyes lit up immediately, as if the long sword shining with blue light was covered with gold. He jumped up excitedly, holding the axe in both hands and rushed to the stone platform.
"Wait, Mengzi!" Qin Feng shouted urgently, but it was too late. Zhang Meng's speed was astonishingly fast. He rushed to the stone platform and reached out to grab the sword.
Just as Zhang Meng's hand was about to touch the hilt of the sword, the blue light on the stone platform suddenly became extremely dazzling, instantly covering the entire ruins. At the same time, a powerful force erupted from the center of the stone platform, directly sending Zhang Meng flying.
"Ouch!" Zhang Meng fell heavily to the ground, his face full of disbelief, "This sword can actually bounce people? It's unscientific!"
Qin Feng sighed helplessly, and quickly walked over to help Zhang Meng up: "Can't you calm down? How can you get this kind of artifact so easily? It must have its own tests."
Zhang Meng rubbed his sore butt and said with a wronged look, "Brother Feng, I didn't plan to take it home, I just wanted to touch it first."
Qin Feng smiled helplessly: "You just don't learn from your mistakes."
The two stood in front of the stone platform, carefully examining the long sword. The blade of the long sword was shining with blue light, and the hilt was engraved with complex runes, which looked ancient and mysterious. Qin Feng looked solemn and said softly: "This sword is not an ordinary weapon. It may be the key to seal the dark power, but it is impossible for us to take it away easily."
"What should I do?" Zhang Meng looked anxious, "You can't let me fall again, right?"
Qin Feng thought for a moment and said slowly: "Divine weapons usually test the will and strength of the holder. Perhaps we have to pass some kind of test to gain its recognition."
Zhang Meng scratched his head: "What should I do? Prove that I am good with an axe?"
Qin Feng shook his head gently: "This may not necessarily be a test of strength, it may also be a test of the mind. You were too impatient just now. Perhaps what the artifact needs is calmness and patience."
"Patience?" Zhang Meng was obviously not very fond of this word. He swung his giant axe and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother Feng, I usually use my patience on eating and sleeping. This test is a bit difficult."
Qin Feng smiled and said, "You are always so impatient. Perhaps this is your weakness. But don't worry, the test of the artifact may not be aimed at you."
Zhang Meng suddenly became alert: "What? Brother Feng, are you saying that the test might be yours? That would make it easier! You calm down, I'll be in charge of killing monsters, we have a clear division of labor!"
"That's right, but monsters may not be the biggest problem right now." Qin Feng said in a deep voice, "This force is too strong, we must be careful with it."
He slowly walked towards the stone platform, his steps steady and cautious, always alert to changes in his surroundings. When he approached the stone platform, the light of the blue sword seemed to flicker slightly, as if responding to Qin Feng's approach.
"It seems that you are more popular than me." Zhang Meng muttered aside.
Qin Feng reached out and gently touched the hilt. Unexpectedly, there was no impact this time. The long sword lay quietly on the stone platform, with blue light softly wrapping around it, as if waiting for something.
"It seems... there is no resistance?" Qin Feng frowned, seeming a little puzzled.
At this moment, the long sword suddenly made a crisp humming sound, and then the blue light on the stone platform quickly spread, and the entire ruins were shrouded in blue light. Qin Feng and Zhang Meng were instantly engulfed by the light, and everything around them seemed to disappear, and their eyes became blurred.
"Brother Feng, what happened?" Zhang Meng's voice came from the blue light, with a bit of panic.
Qin Feng looked around but couldn't see anything: "It seems that we have entered the test of the artifact."
"Test? Does that mean we have to pass it?" Zhang Meng seemed a little excited, and clenched the giant axe in his hand. "That's right, I'm best at passing levels and beating monsters!"
However, the world in the blue light had no monsters or enemies, but gradually revealed a silent wilderness. The sky was gray and the surroundings were empty. Only a huge stone tablet could be vaguely seen in the distance.
"Where...is this place?" Zhang Meng scratched his head. "Why is there nothing here?"
Qin Feng looked solemn: "This is an illusion created by a divine weapon. It may not be that easy to pass the test."
At this moment, the stone tablet in the distance suddenly emitted a low humming sound, and then a tall figure slowly walked out from behind the stone tablet. The figure was shrouded in darkness, with a huge body, holding a long sword in his hand, and was slowly walking towards them.
“Here they come!” Zhang Meng shouted, and immediately rushed forward waving his giant axe, “Finally, a fight is about to begin!”
"Mengzi, don't underestimate the enemy!" Qin Feng shouted, but Zhang Meng had already rushed out.
Zhang Meng swung his axe at the dark figure, and the huge force and the whistling sound of the wind rushed towards the opponent. However, the dark figure just raised his hand lightly and blocked with his long sword, and Zhang Meng's axe was easily blocked.
"What the hell?" Zhang Meng's eyes widened. He obviously didn't expect that the other party could block his full-strength attack so easily.
The dark figure didn't give him any chance to breathe and stabbed out with a sword at an astonishing speed. Zhang Meng hurriedly stepped back, but his arm was still scratched by the opponent's sword.
"This guy is a bit weird!" Zhang Meng rubbed his injured arm, frowning, "Brother Feng, we have to think of a way."
Qin Feng also realized that the enemy he faced this time was not simple. He looked at the dark figure, slowly drew out his sword, and said in a deep voice: "This is not an ordinary enemy. It may be a guardian created by a divine weapon. We must work together to find its flaws."
"Okay, let's do it together!" Zhang Meng gripped the axe tightly, with fighting spirit burning in his eyes.
Qin Feng nodded and quickly approached the dark figure. The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, surrounded each other. Zhang Meng was responsible for attracting the enemy's attention, while Qin Feng was looking for a flaw.
"Come on!" Zhang Meng shouted, and swung the giant axe violently, chopping straight at the shoulder of the dark figure.
The dark figure raised the sword to block again, but this time, Qin Feng had quietly circled behind it, and the long sword flashed with cold light and quickly stabbed at its back.
"Ding!"
The long sword pierced the target, but unexpectedly, the dark figure's body seemed as solid as a rock, without any wounds. Qin Feng's heart trembled, and he immediately retreated, keeping a distance from Zhang Meng.
"Why is this guy so hard to deal with?" Zhang Meng panted, "Brother Feng, my axe is like chopping stone, it's useless!"
Qin Feng's eyes were solemn, and he suddenly thought of a possibility: "Mengzi, it is not a physical entity. What we are facing is not an ordinary enemy, but a test of our souls by the artifact."
Zhang Meng was stunned: "Mind test? Then how should I fight it?"
Qin Feng shook his head gently: "What we want is not strength, but faith. Only a firm will and a pure heart can pass this test."
Zhang Meng scratched his head, apparently not used to this kind of "spiritual" test: "Brother Feng, you know I'm not good at this kind of thing."
Qin Feng smiled slightly: "You are not as simple as you think. Remember, your courage and belief are equally important."
Hearing this, Zhang Meng was stunned for a few seconds, then grinned and said, "Okay, since Brother Feng said so, I'll give it a try!"
He took a deep breath and gripped the axe again. This time, his movements became more steady, no longer relying on strength, but focusing on his inner belief. Zhang Meng shouted loudly and rushed towards the dark figure.












