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Chapter 313 - 110. This is a Necessary Evil in the World [50/60] _2

Chapter 313: 110. This is a Necessary Evil in the World [50/60] _2

Notification!

When the Necessary Evil fights alone, every swordsmanship it uses will be considered as a "Master Level" skill and bear all the understanding of the user about that swordsmanship.

Notification!

When the Necessary Evil fights alone, the damage it inflicts with swordsmanship will be a combination of physical/spiritual energy damage, adding different damaging effects to the swordsmanship according to the user’s spiritual energy attributes.

Notification!

When the Necessary Evil fights alone, it will definitely enter the "Bloodlust Impulse" state, vowing to kill the enemy and never returning to the sheath without drinking fresh blood. If it fails to drink the enemy’s blood, the user is required to appease it with double the amount of his own fresh blood.

The current list of advanced swordsmanship imprinted by Desire Demon Blade · Necessary Evil is:

Blood Vulture · Tomb Guardian, Wolf Poison · Wolf’s Kiss, Blood Alliance · Blad of Arbitration, Thorns · Midnight Assassin, Blood Fear · Night Blade, Secret Blood · Scarlet Spirit Sword.

Currently imprinted by Desire Demon Blade · Necessary Evil, the high-level swordsmanship is:

White Knight · Demon Hunting, Red Knight · Controversial Desire, Grey Knight · Purification Hand, Holy Grail Knight · Annihilation, Elves · Emerald Battle Dance, Dwarfs · Earth Holy Sword, Sanghai People · Sun/Moon Secret Swordsmanship, Atlantean Shark People · Tide Sword.

Currently, the Master Level Swordsmanship imprinted by Desire Demon Blade · Necessary Evil is:

Blood Vulture · Death’s Blade, Winter Wolf Canon · God of the North Wind.

Notification!

High-level swordsmanship can only be learned by those above the silver grade, and when they obtain the related high-level profession of "Swordsman".

Master level swordsmanship can only be learned by those above the gold grade, and when they obtain the related master level profession of "Sword Saint".

II. The Proof of the Grand Duke:

The unique power and identity declaration of Necessary Evil make this Demon Blade of Desire can only be held by the leader of the Blood Vulture Clan. It, along with the Civilization Tablet · Fragment of Desire, and Blood Vulture · Origin Holy Blood Pool, together constitute the Proof of the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture Clan.

This weapon must be soul-bound to the Clan Leader of the Blood Vulture Clan according to tradition and cannot be used by others.

Status: Weak - Spiritual Contract Abandoned - No Binder

Creator: [Data Deleted]

Item Description:

[The existence of evil is necessary! Without the evil of darkness in the world, even the brightest light would be meaningless. Therefore, we call the original darkness hidden in the soul of all things the Necessary Evil.

Oh, creatures of midnight.

Don’t be afraid just because you were born in darkness. You are as important as the light that covers the world.

- Salokadal · Collinsman · Leisenbula]

"Ha!"

Seeing this information card, the smile on Murphy’s face grew wider.

He casually unsheathed the discarded Desire Demon Blade and held it in his hand. In this purified holy blood pool, he touched the jagged blade and the hilt formed by the wings of the bat with his fingers, and said:

"Because you transmitted the pain of purification to Salocardar, you were ruthlessly discarded by that old madman, right? You’re pitiful, that’s what you get for being a villain!

Are you begging for mercy?

Do you want me to leave with you?

Okay, I’ll satisfy your tragically small wish. You will be the gift I give to myself for finally being able to ’truly reborn’ without guilt today.

Necessary Evil, what a good name!"

Murphy’s blood seeped from his fingertips and slid into the body of the Desire Demon Sword, which was weak and suffering from the pain of purification. It greedily drew and absorbed it.

It hummed with desire for more.

But with a twist of Murphy’s wrist, he held it up and broke through the holy blood pool suppressing his head in the next second, and he scolded:

"If you’re hungry, go find your own food! Isn’t that bastard who corrupted and abandoned you right in front of you? Don’t you even have the ability to fight on your own?"

"Swoosh"

In the splashing of the holy blood pool, and the intense vibration of the blood light, the few remaining players, with their hands over their heads, looked at the holy pool. A pair of huge bloody bat wings, like shields, protected their owner. Morphing into a streak of spirit light, darting into the sky, and Murphy’s familiar figure was revealed in the next instant when the wings unfolded.

The blood of Origin on the blood wings kept dripping in the air, making this scene full of bloody sanctity seem weird.

As Murphy lifted up the weak but desiring Demon Blade, in the superstitious sharp cry of the Blood-Drinking Spirit Vulture, the hollow and crimson Spirit Vulture Reveno was born from Murphy’s spiritual energy for the first time, fluttering its large wings and hovering above Murphy’s shoulder.

"Damn! Sir Murphy’s plot is advancing! Look! The unreasonable power surge peculiar to NPC! He turned into a skeleton-level in a blink of an eye damn it!"

Wumeioge, who was being beaten down and bullied by three little blacks, had already pulled out his favorite version of Avalon Sacred Blade. Witnessing Murphy’s ’super evolution’ in a new debut as a BOSS, it also rekindled the exciting courage in their hearts.

Wumeioge simply put in all his spiritual energy into the sacred blade and got up to slash randomly.

He slashed at the few elite little blacks until they made a frightened squeal, crying for mercy.

"Kill him! Sir Murphy! Kill that old thing! Let him explode with gold coins!"

Wumeioge, with a bloody face, and other players yelled and shouted, as if they were playing a sound-controlled game, as if the louder they shout, the more damage they could cause.

Murphy looked at his little players with a strange look in his eyes.

He thought they would have been dead in such a cruel battle, but they proved to be quite resilient. But what are you now shouting uproariously for? Are you the NPC or am I the NPC?