Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 216: Qian Jun

Coming to the Queen's training ground, Major Sawyer had been waiting for a long time. She placed an armor box on the ground. The box seemed to feel quite dull and made a dull noise. Clapping her hands, Sawyer said to Melinda, "General, here is what you want."

"I see. It's been hard on you, Sonya." Melinda smiled and patted the major on the shoulder.

Not good, major.

Melinda shook her head and said, "Sonya, you should laugh more. That's why men are chasing you. Don't you think so, Ellen?"

From the bottom of her heart, Sonya did not look bad. Even if she was not as beautiful as Lucy and Windsor Belo, she could still be said to have deep facial features and delicate features. It was just that she always kept a straight face, making her look so cold that it was hard to get close to her. Ellen nodded in agreement when she heard Melinda's question.

Sawyer said expressionlessly, "Yes, sir."

Then, he left just like that.

Melinda shrugged and said, "She's a good girl. She used to laugh and talk. Ever since we lost so many good sisters on Dark Star, Sonya has been like this. Sigh, all she thinks about now is revenge. It's really troublesome. Forget it, let's look at this "

She opened the armor box and found a weapon lying quietly inside. Ellen walked closer and saw that this thing should be the Thousand Average that Melinda was talking about. Melinda said it was a saber, but its blade was much longer than an ordinary saber. Such a slender blade should have had more swords, but its tip was like a blade with a graceful arc. This saber-like weapon didn't even begin to attack. It could even be said to be a semi-finished product.

It had an exceptionally long grip, enough for both hands to grip tightly. The palate was shaped into the outline of a wild beast, looking like a dragon or a tiger. Alan couldn't tell what the designer was thinking because he hadn't carved out a clear texture yet. All he knew was that the beast opened its mouth, and the blade extended out from the beast's mouth.

The blade was pitch black, without any metallic luster. It looked like a charred wood cut by lightning, but it gave off an exceptionally heavy feeling. It was very rough, even unpolished, and in some places, hammer marks could be seen. However, the most special thing about it was that its grip, palate guard, and blade were completely integrated, as if it was made from some special metal, and then refined into this strange saber.

Melinda pulled Qianjun out of the armor box and danced around casually. Wherever the Thousand Average Blade passed, wind, thunder, and melancholy rang out. Melinda threw the knife at Ellen, who caught it and immediately sank her hand, almost unable to hold it.

Qianjun was actually so heavy!

Ellen looked at Melinda in surprise, as if she was lost in memories. "This knife was personally made by my grandfather, and the materials came from a meteorite metal bought from the auction house. This material was not owned by the earth. It was as dense as iron and stone. Back then, it had taken Grandpa several years to reach the saber embryo from the meteorite iron. Unfortunately, before Qianjun was completely finished, his grandfather's body would not be able to do so. That's why it still looks like a semi-finished product. "

"It has a special commemorative significance for the general, right?"

"Even so, it's still just a dead thing," said Melinda. "Not to mention that Grandpa said before he died that giving it to the person who needs it would not be in vain. So Chiyo has two owners, the first being me. I gave it to Winnie after I got the jail sentence. And now, you're its third owner."

'"Teacher" Alan looked at Qianjun in surprise. After all, everyone in Windsor Belo's Endless Battery knew about it. However, Alan did not expect that Marshal Greed would also use swords and swords as weapons.

"Come, give it a try. The child has been in the dust for a long time. I'm afraid you'll have to put in more effort to wake it up." Melinda said.

Alan nodded and waved his hand. However, Qianjun was too heavy. With Allen's arm strength, this simple slash made him skewed, completely devoid of any saber power. He took a few deep breaths and used his Origin Energy before reluctantly chopping. However, what followed was an incongruity in his body.

"You can't use Qianjun like this." Melinda smiled and said, "Qianjun has poured his grandfather's efforts into it. It is not a simple weapon. You should believe that it has a soul. Feel it with your heart, feel its weight, feel its cloudiness, and every arc and turn it takes. Only when it becomes part of your body will you be able to do as you wish."

"Let me give you a tip. Distribute Origin Energy evenly throughout your body. Using Qianjun in this way will counteract the imbalance caused by Qianjun's net weight."

Alan followed Melinda's instructions. The Origin Energy circulated in his body for a few weeks, and then spread evenly before swinging Qianjun. This time, the effect of the partial overforce on the balance of the body was much smaller. However, what followed was an even more troublesome problem.

One must know that when using Origin Energy, one would always shift the Origin Energy to a certain point because of the different focus of the attack. In order to achieve the goal of an explosive blow, the current situation was to distribute Origin Energy evenly throughout his body, and the rate of consumption was far greater than normal. That was similar to how Allen had to expend two parts on each attack, one part to attack, and the other to counteract the effect of a thousand net weights.

In this way, using Qianjun would require even deeper Origin Energy. From the looks of it, the meaning of Qianjun was not as simple as weapons.

"Practice hard, don't be discouraged. Even your teacher, who was known as the Demon Star of the Battlefield, spent several days just to master Qianjun."

"How many days?"

Melinda blinked, "Three days."

Alan nodded and started with the most basic saber style practice. As for when she would be able to reach the level that Melinda had said she knew every arc and turn of the Thousand Average, she didn't even think about it. However, he knew that only when he reached a deep enough understanding would he be able to fully unleash Qian Jun's strength. After all, things had artifact properties. Qianjun's heavy saber had both the sharpness of the sword and the arc of the saber. Because he didn't attack, he had the Fang Zhengzhi nature of a stick, so it could be said that it was a straight arc and a square curve, completely encompassing. Once one completely grasped Qian Jun's artifact nature, coupled with its own net weight, its power would not be inferior to that of an ordinary high-grade demonic martial artist.

When Melinda left the training ground, Lucy called out to her, "General Melinda, I wonder if you have any materials for ammunition."

"Are you referring to gunpowder, Your Highness?"

"It's not just gunpowder." Lucy handed her a list.

Melinda looked at it and asked in surprise, "What are these materials?"

"I need to make some more powerful bullets. Obviously, the Blazing Flame Bullets are like tickling a general-level Saber Demon." Said Lucy.

"I see. Follow me."

Before noon, Allen had no choice but to sit quietly in order to recover his exhausted Origin Energy. Using Qianjun consumed far more Origin Energy and stamina than he had imagined. It was just an ordinary training, and in less than an hour, he had consumed seven to eight Origin Energy. By now, he had already sat quietly twice. Origin Energy could be recovered, but muscle fatigue could not be recovered so quickly.

Now Alan could feel every muscle in his body trembling. In order to maintain his balance, this was the first time he had used all the muscles in his body in such a comprehensive manner. Especially in the hands, waist and legs, the muscle usage rate was higher than before. From this, it could be seen that it was not easy to use Qianjun's heavy saber.

In the afternoon, he couldn't practice his saber, so Alan could only look through Windsor Belo's diary to see if he could find any information about the Blade of Calamity in this diary. Unfortunately, Windsor Belo did not seem to have come across any relevant information, so there was no record in her diary. However, there was a special sacrifice recorded in the diary. According to Windsor Belo, this kind of sacrifice would take place every ten years.

During the sacrifice, the Saber Demon Society sent five hundred men and women to a place called the Sacred Trace. According to the intelligence gathered by Windsor Belo, the Saber Demon believed that this kind of sacrifice would make these people the most powerful warriors to protect the souls of their ancestors. As for where and what the sacred site was, there was no specific information. Below, there was only Windsor Belo's own speculation.

Windsor Belo guessed that the sacred site should be the birthplace of the civilization of the Saber Demon Ten Tribes. The techniques they possessed should have come from the Sacred Miracle. In other words, destroying the Sacred Trace could cut off the Saber Demon's civilization. It may not be noticeable for a hundred years, but if you extend it to hundreds of years later. It could be foreseen that the natives of Nether Domain Star would gradually perish due to the fault of civilization.

Greed's reasoning on New Year's Day was entirely valid, provided that he discovered the location of the sacred site.

Closing the diary, Alan thought, would there be any records of the Blade of Calamity in the so-called sacred site?

This question would probably only be answered if he found the Sacred Site. Ten years had passed since the last sacrifice. From the looks of it, the Saber Demon's sacrifice was at the same time, but so what? Alan shook his head. He didn't know where the miracle was.

The next day, Ellen saw Melinda again in the restaurant. The general motioned for him to sit down and said, "After breakfast, you can leave this place. I have already agreed with Russen that you should move as soon as possible so that he doesn't change his mind. Although he probably doesn't dare to rob me, it's still troublesome."

"Return to Blood Eagle Base?" Alan picked up a piece of bread.

"No, go to another base. The vicinity of the Blood Hawk Highlands is also not safe. You should know about the migration tide and the decapitation order. After this winter, the vicinity of the Blood Hawk Highlands will probably enter a state of war." Melinda said.

Alan thought of Berry, Coggess, and the others. "Didn't Teacher ask me to go to the Nether Domain Star to train in order to familiarize myself with the war between aliens? So "

"Stop, I know what you're thinking." Melinda said meaningfully, "Winnie's intention was to let you experience it, not to lose your life." Alan, you have to know where you are. You have Winnie's hopes and responsibilities. Your future should be an outstanding general and an expert with the power of Lu Chen's death. And before you become that kind of person, you lose your life on impulse, and you're nothing. "

"You still have a lot to learn, not just war, understand?"

(Alzheimer's, duplicating manuscripts can also be repeated, ashamed. It has been corrected, causing inconvenience for everyone to read. Sorry. You won't hit me, will you? You really won't hit me?)

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