I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

Stupid!

The original reverse blade spun out and formed the front half of the blade, flashing with a sharp jet black arc. The lower half of the blade was made of thick edgeless blade. At this time, the blade was a full 160 centimeters long. The black beast showed its deadly fangs like a monster.

"Scared——"

A hiss of pleasure ripped from the man's throat, he raised the corners of his mouth, and his pupils trembled slightly with excitement.

"what is her name?!"

Sima Zhezhen stared with relief at the magic weapon that was unsheathed in the hands of its most suitable owner, and said word by word:

"Zhao Xi."

Chapter 69 Implementation

Sima Weiwei used the folding fan in his hand to cover his mouth, which was slightly open in surprise.

A deformable blade? !

And it is a very dangerous deformation method - because it is a reverse-edged knife, when the handle is turned, the blade that is about to draw a semicircle and pop out will be completely aimed at the holder. Looking at the blade flashing with sharp light, Sima Weizhi clearly understood that if he did not control it well...

The moment the blade pops out - at worst, you will lose your arm, at worst, you will lose your life.

"Black knife... Zhuo Xi..." Sima Weizai whispered the name of the weapon softly.

He stood up slowly holding the knife.

"The edgeless reverse blade is the scabbard that contains the destruction itself... When it is sheathed, it cannot even be fatal in a stabbing blow. It is a merciful blade that forgives the world."

Turn the handle of the knife and think of gods and demons.

"To maintain

The knife's own blood serves as a warning - he who kills must first injure himself. "

The blade, which is longer than ordinary weapons, can take advantage of the situation, but only the outer ring has the ability to kill enemies. This indicates that even if the demon blade goes on a killing spree, it still has compassion for humanity deep in its heart.

Sima Zhezhen nodded and explained: "Zhuo means to wash away and remove sins. And Zhuo rust means to wash away the rusty spots in the world and one's own heart caused by decay."

But know and do good deeds, and don’t ask about your future.

One thought returns to ruins, one thought turns into a demon.

"No one can use this knife except you."

He smiled softly, closed his eyes with satisfaction, and the snow-white color disappeared from the tips of his hair.

Cheng Rang opened his eyes again and turned the handle of the knife. The tip of the knife that popped out at first retracted and went straight into the lower half of the blade.

The edgeless knife in his hand is still a reverse blade, which means that the upper half of the knife can be ejected. It is a double-edged sword that benefits both sides - killing people and hurting yourself.

Repeating the cycle, while retracting the blade, the blood on the blade will also be wiped away and incorporated into Wufeng.

"This is Zhuo Xi."

"In this way, the property returns to its original owner." Sima Zhezhen knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply to the man standing with the sword.

"Walk slowly without seeing you off."

Cheng Rang only felt the rust in his hands getting heavier.

"We will see each other indefinitely..."

After Cheng Rang turned around and left, Sima Zhezhen, who had maintained a posture of prostrating himself to the ground for a long time, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Ahem!"

"Grandpa Zhezhen!"

Sima Weizai rushed forward in panic and tried to help him up, but was refused.

Sima Zhezhen suddenly grasped the arm that Wei Zhi was supporting, and made a decaying sound in his throat as he coughed blood.

"No problem, no problem...no problem..."

As he spoke, his words became thinner, and the old man's energetic eyes gradually became cloudy with the overflowing breath.

"Grandpa Zhezhen!"

Using a decayed body to forge a divine weapon, he stayed awake for seven days and seven nights.

Sima Zhezhen has obviously exhausted all his efforts and energy for this purpose, just to return the Zhuo Xi-thing that was created by his own hands to its original owner.

And just after this goal was achieved, the old man passed away.

Cheng Rang stepped out of the Sima Heavy Industries building. The sky that was clear just a moment ago was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the raging thunder seemed to be howling and roaring.

The cell phone rang at this moment. Cheng Rang put Zhuo Xiu behind his back and pressed the button to connect. The voice of Zhizi Yingyin came from the phone.

"District 32."

"I see."

After a brief exchange, the call was hung up.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and the girl Sima Weizhi, whose face was full of tears, suddenly stopped and wanted to rush out.

She stared at the figure with the black sword on his back, covered her mouth and sobbed silently.

Cheng Rang looked back as if he knew the result. He turned around and bowed deeply to the heartbroken girl.

In an instant, heavy rain poured down from the sky, washing and soaking the dry asphalt road. Together with the bowing figure in the rain curtain.

Instead of taking a vehicle or walking quickly, Cheng Rang just followed the wet straight road and disappeared step by step into the rain.

And this rain came suddenly and went away quickly.

In less than half an hour, the clear blue sky was projected again.

Everything in front of me seemed to be affected by the sudden heavy rain——

Washed until it sparkled and was dazzling.

...

The sound of the roaring helicopter propellers was blocked out by the headphones. Rentaro restlessly held his cheeks and turned his body restlessly to confirm the stability of the assistant's seat again and again.

Inside the moving helicopter, there was a silence that was even more eerie than the unstable weather outside.

The downpour of rain howled outside the window, and the cockpit was shaking like an earthquake. Enju was sitting at the back of the helicopter cabin, so Rentaro couldn't see her.

Not long ago, I received a call from Ki Geng, saying that the latent location of the gastrula, the source of infection, had been found.

"In District 32!"

"Sister Kisara... No, President - District 32, why is it hiding in such a remote place?"

"I'll scare you if I tell you. That gastrea seems to be able to fly."

Rentaro thought he had heard wrongly and held the phone tightly again.

"The infected person was rewritten to be a spider, right? That means the source of infection should also be a spider. Can spiders actually fly in the sky?"

"Anyway, hurry up and get to the scene. Other police officers are also focusing on the source of infection! Huh, it's just that the Tendo Civil Security Company will be the first to arrive."

"ha?"

"I made a contract with a very powerful guy, you should go and follow it immediately. In order to bring 'that' over, I spent all my tuition for the next year. If someone else takes away the credit, I will have to Dropped out of school! Do you understand? Work harder——"

"Ah, wait, hello? Sister Kisara?!" When the phone was hung up, Rentaro still didn't know what Kisara had called.

Until now, he is very close to the location of District 32.

She actually called a medical helicopter...

Rentaro looked at the GPS positioning sent by Kisara. The sudden heavy rain caused the satellite to

Neither is useful, so this is where it was ten minutes ago. Now the probability of the target moving away from this place is high.

As you get closer to the outer area, you can see a huge black stone monument that stretches across the area like a mountain range.

Rentaro still couldn't believe that it was a lump made entirely of metal. That's equivalent to hundreds of thousands of rounds of pistol bullets that I used, no... maybe even more.

"what is that?!"

Right now, there is a flying object in the direction pointed by the pilot. Rentaro stared intently and pressed his forehead against the window.

I saw an arrow-shaped flying object about eighty meters above the ground.

A kite hovering in the sky - this was Rentaro's first impression of it. It looked like a pure white isosceles triangle floating above the forest. From it, you can see the shadows of eight slender limbs.

"The spider's parachute...is that what it is? Damn it...pilot, please chase it!"

"Do you know what that is?"

"Yes, that is Gastrea, the source of the infection. There is a spider in South America that weaves its nest into a parachute shape and travels hundreds of kilometers on the wind."

This makes it clear why it was not caught on camera in the city. The surveillance cameras outside the peripheral area are all designed from top to bottom to observe humans and capture the gastrea gliding in the distant sky, which is completely beyond the concept of their use.

"what to do?"

"Losing altitude while keeping up with the speed, and then tracking it from above."

Suddenly, with a rough sound like punching through an iron plate, the machine body shook greatly laterally. Rentaro's head hit the glass hard.

"what happened?"

"The door at the back was pried open, and it was the Initiator who was with you."

"Yenzhu did it, how could it be possible? She must be flying now, what on earth is she——"

At this moment, Rentaro understood Enju's intention and felt a chill down his spine.

She still wants to fight for her life!

Even if the people they protect hurt them again and again, if they don't fight, if they don't kill the monsters...

Can’t you even understand the meaning of your continued existence?

“Yeonju, wait!!”

By the time Rentaro roared, it was already too late. I saw Yanzhu descending from super high altitude.

Rentaro almost screamed when he saw Enju's figure getting smaller and smaller as he followed the law of gravity.

"Lower height! Now!"

Chapter 70 Reunion

Rentaro quickly looked around and found the binding ropes set under his armpits. He had no time to hesitate.

He pulled the rope out as far as it would go, then tied it to the seat and pulled it a few times to confirm its strength.

The moment he kicked open the hatch, the strong wind and rain that had been absorbed by the thick glass hit Rentaro horizontally in the face. Perhaps due to the fact that the rear hatch and the side hatches were open, the aircraft body was swaying from just now.

The hanging rope was twisted by the strong wind, and there was no auxiliary device such as a lifeline or an iron ring.

Looking down, Rentaro felt dizzy at such a height. The driver on the side looked at Rentaro and his eyes almost popped out. Presumably he was also wondering if he was hallucinating.

While praying, Rentaro clasped his hands and feet tightly on the rope and swung his body into the air.

The rope, soaked by the rain, was far slipperier than Rentaro thought. He wanted to stop his falling but couldn't. He held the rope so hard that the skin of his hand was almost worn out, and finally stopped. At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew the rope and shook it greatly.

It was too late when he thought that something bad had happened. Rentaro was thrown into the air with a creepy floating feeling. He waved his hands in panic, but the ground continued to spin and approach at a frightening speed.

At least you can't hit the ground with your head, otherwise you will definitely die - you have to adjust your posture first.

The scythe of the god of death was placed on his neck, causing Rentaro's mind to spin at an alarming speed. In that moment that seemed to last forever, Rentaro rolled in the air and smoothly put his feet downward. Just after that, the ground hit him.

Vibrations transmitted to the internal organs. After his body rolled four or five times as if he had been violently waved and blown away, Rentaro regained consciousness and lay down in the muddy water.

He gasped for air, spitting out the bitter, rough grit in his mouth.

His vision was spinning wildly as if he was being put into a drum washing machine. Rentaro couldn't even stand up until it settled down.

Feeling that his consciousness had returned to clarity, Rentaro waved feebly to the helicopter that was confused in the air, and then stood up while worrying about his whole body in severe pain.

The height of the fall was probably about twenty meters, but even Rentaro himself was puzzled as to why he was still alive.

By the way, Yeonjoo...where's Yeonjoo? !

Rentaro stood up protecting his right foot and walked deeper into the forest along the river bank.

The downpour hit my face, and my vision was hazy with mist. My wet hair felt uncomfortable clinging to my face, and my uniform became heavier from absorbing water. Rentaro felt his body getting cold and kept rubbing his elbows with both hands.