Chapter 270 The Forgotten Relic, the Box of the Ghost
In front of the collapsed ruins at the foot of the mountain, several remnants of the resistance army were fighting fiercely with a group of villagers who had turned into mummies.
The remaining black-robed men retreated to the back like the three purple-robed men floating in the air.
They surrounded the villagers and the resistance army and watched the excitement from the sidelines.
Since there were these mummified villagers as cannon fodder in front of them, they naturally didn't want to waste their physical energy to fight these desperate criminals.
If they were to fight to the death, no one could guarantee that they could survive the opponent's attack of mutual destruction.
Looking at more and more mummified villagers gathering around, Luo Xiuwen's eyes showed a solemn look.
In the case of serious injuries, it was extremely difficult to deal with these mummies that were more difficult than ordinary zombies.
Not to mention that there were those black-robed men around who were eyeing them covetously.
The companions around him were already exhausted and were about to collapse.
Although Luo Xiuwen held the heavy black iron sword with great momentum, he would cut several mummies in half every time he swung the sword.
However, the frequency of Luo Xiuwen swinging the heavy sword was obviously slowing down, and the mummies kept coming to kill him.
Seeing this, Luo Xiuwen glanced at the hillside full of rolling stones and broken tiles.
The heavy sword in his hand suddenly circled and slashed out-
The shriveled bodies of dozens of mummies around were instantly annihilated by the fierce momentum of the giant sword!
Then, Luo Xiuwen stretched out his right arm towards the hill above their heads, gathering the remaining energy in his body.
An unimaginable gravity was instantly added to the hill covered with rubble-
There was a loud "boom", and the hill above the mummies was oppressed by the powerful gravity.
In an instant, the cliff collapsed, the rubble fell, and countless huge boulders fell from the hillside, making a deafening sound.
The mummies at the foot of the mountain had no time to dodge the huge rolling stones that fell like stars.
In a short moment, a large number of mummies were crushed into pools of meat by the falling rolling stones...
And the mummies who attacked the rebels were instantly reduced by more than half.
Luo Xiuwen stood in front of the rebels holding the hilt of his sword, and his chest kept rising and falling due to frequent and intense consumption...
The injuries on his shoulders and abdomen were still aching, but the crisis was not resolved.
The three purple-robed people watching in front looked at each other:
"He can't hold on any longer, go!"
"Get rid of them as soon as possible and leave one alive!!"
In an instant, not only the remaining black-robed believers, but even the three purple-robed people in charge could not stand -
They all rushed towards the direction of the rebels!
The black-robed people and the remaining mummies rushed to the four remaining rebels together.
The purpose of the three most powerful purple-robed people was more obvious, and they attacked Luo Xiuwen holding the black iron heavy sword with a killing momentum!
These three purple-robed men were not only very powerful, but also specialized in different fields.
Some of them had strange speeds and tricky attack angles, while some transformed into beastmen with infinite strength.
Another one specialized in attacking the most fragile soul of the human body.
Although Luo Xiuwen was very powerful, he was injured and consumed too much in the previous battle.
In the short moment of fighting with the three people, Luo Xiuwen had already fallen into a disadvantage.
Feeling the increasingly heavy black iron heavy sword in his hand, Luo Xiuwen knew that he was about to collapse.
Looking away, the companions behind him were also caught in a bitter battle.
Finally, Luo Xiuwen's eyes flashed with a cold light and made a decision.
He retreated dozens of meters and suddenly took off a ring from his waist.
The next moment, Luo Xiuwen stood in front of the heavy sword in his hand with an arc flashing, and a heavy and simple aura came to his face.
It was not until then that everyone realized that there was a small groove on the hilt of the heavy sword.
This heavy sword is actually a "box"!
Then, Luo Xiuwen inserted the ring inlaid with purple crystal core directly into the groove of the heavy sword--
The next moment, the sword body suddenly overflowed with light and flashed with arcs.
Luo Xiuwen pulled the hilt of the sword violently, and a dazzling long sword made of electric light appeared in front of everyone! !
"Oh no, it's an S-level weapon!"
The three purple-robed men were shocked and their hearts sank.
But after pulling out the lightning sword, Luo Xiuwen staggered before he stood up again.
The powerful aura of the lightning sword came to their faces, and the three purple-robed men looked at each other:
"His body can't bear the load anymore, let's kill him!"
The three immediately made the right choice.
Luo Xiuwen stood in place, with a lightning sword several feet long in his hand, drawing dazzling lightning in the air.
The huge destructive power of thunder swept across the whole scene in an instant.
All the mummies that came into contact with the electric arc twitched and fell to the ground, and some of the fragile ones were instantly turned into charcoal by the high-voltage lightning.
The black-robed men who attacked the rebels were also extremely afraid of the flashing lightning and retreated.
However, Luo Xiuwen's real target was the three purple-robed men who were in charge.
The three purple-robed men seemed to know the power of this lightning sword, and they dodged and did not confront Luo Xiuwen head-on.
As time passed, Luo Xiuwen's forehead was soaked with large beads of sweat, and the arm holding the sword began to tremble slightly.
Finally, at a certain moment, this powerful S-level awakener could no longer withstand the intense consumption.
The powerful lightning sword returned to the heavy sword again, and the momentum disappeared.
"He is no longer a threat, come on!!"
Luo Xiuwen clenched the black iron heavy sword in his hand, determination flashing in his eyes.
Just when the atmosphere fell into despair, a relaxed voice came to everyone's ears:
"I didn't expect it to be so lively here..."
Everyone heard the sound and went away, only to find a man in a white shirt walking leisurely from a country road in the distance.
"It's Qiu Mu!"
The rebels immediately recognized that the person who came was Qiu Mu, who had disappeared not long ago!
"An accomplice of the rebels?"
"Get rid of him together!"
Without any hesitation, the man in purple robe immediately gave the order.
In an instant, dozens of mummies and figures in black robes rushed toward Mu Qiu!
Mu Qiu's body did not move, but she suddenly felt the bloody smell in the air.
He now finally understood what was attracting the box—
It was the blood that was spilled on the scene in this battle!
The key to opening this box is not the energy crystal core, but the user's own blood essence!
"Is it a dark box that can only be opened by swallowing the owner's blood?"
"I just don't know if you can withstand the energy in my body?"
Mu Qiu raised the purple box with one hand and stood it in front of her chest, while her other hand slowly spread out.
A drop of crimson blood that seemed to be burning with fire condensed out of Mu Qiu's palm.
Blood instantly dripped on the one eye on the front of the mysterious box on the chest——
The box floating in the sea of blood is opened!
A black light shot straight into the sky. In an instant, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the already dark night was covered with an ink-like halo.
Along with the black stream of light, dark ghosts scattered out of the box!
The souls of the dead are constantly circling around Mu Qiu's figure, as if it is the most painful curse in the world...
Waves of mournful wails came from the mouths of these ghosts, and their eyes were full of fear and resentment!
Howling ghosts and gods! !
At the same time, the black light that filled the sky penetrated countless ghosts and ghosts, turning into a stream of light that converged into Mu Qiu's hands.
Everyone present was stunned by the scene in front of them. They had never seen this terrifying scene like a ghost coming out of its cage.
Luo Xiuwen in the distance seemed to have thought of something, his pupils trembled, and he said to Ah Xing on the other side:
"Do you still remember the rumors of the three sacred objects in Xilan Base?"
Axing was slightly startled: "There are not only two sacred objects in the base..."
Suddenly, Ah Xing seemed to understand something, and his expression was enlightened.
"Yes, it is said that there were originally three sacred objects in Xilan Base, but the creator of one of the sacred objects was expelled from the base for making a huge mistake..."
"This scientist also took a destruction-level weapon developed at that time away from Xilan Base." m.
"Because the prototype of the destruction-level weapon that was just created was too lethal, it sacrificed countless human lives during the period, which was not tolerated by the human race in Xilan Base at that time."
Ah Xing also recalled the legend:
"So the base's senior management at that time deprived this destructive weapon of its sacred relic status, and the original three sacred relics were changed to two..."
"That's right!"
This time, Luo Xiuwen looked at Mu Qiu and the box that released boundless evil energy in his hands with a very determined look, and said solemnly:
"I think what we are seeing now is what once made countless people in Xilan Base change their expressions..."
"But the legendary third sacred object that makes many people salivate——"
"The box of monsters!!"
