The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 176 - 129: The Knight Sword of City of Slaughter and Pan God’s Request_2

Chapter 176: Chapter 129: The Knight Sword of City of Slaughter and Pan God’s Request_2

"I can’t provide its specific origin."

I see.

Ivita pondered that at least this could prove that the sword was not of the Ambros people.

Thus, it would essentially have nothing to do with the Ambros people or the Sons of Forest.

Ivita continued, "Then let’s wish in another direction. I want you to confirm, has this sword ever belonged to a human?"

The Elf Cat’s eyes displayed two green flames. Amid the raging flames, the Elf Cat quickly grew tired, yawning incessantly, as if it would close its eyes and fall asleep any moment. "This sword has never belonged to a human."

"Even if someone has grasped its hilt."

"But it has never belonged to the person who held its handle."

Ivita glanced at the two-handed sword in Pan’s hand, sensing an ominous aura emitting from the sword.

His intuition urged him to distance himself from the sword.

A sword that couldn’t be controlled by merely gripping it must have deceived many formidable knights in history into believing they were its master.

Since the Elf Cat claimed that the sword had never belonged to a human, it should be true.

The Elf Cat could no longer withstand its fatigue and dissipated into scattered green fires, which were then absorbed by the silver necklace.

Ivita said to Pan, "All right, I agree to help you break this sword."

He used the Hand of Mana to lift the Broken Steel Sword, waving it from a distance of at least five meters.

With a ’bang’.

The blade of the Knight Sword in Pan’s hand showed a large notch.

Pan was somewhat surprised by the power of the Broken Steel Sword. "Good. If I had known earlier that this sword was so powerful, I would have taken it from the ogres long ago."

"Why is this sword so powerful?"

As Ivita manipulated the Hand of Mana, swinging the Broken Steel Sword for the second time, the notch on the blade of the Knight Sword grew larger.

The swords clashed fiercely, generating sparks that seemed unusual, for they ignited the wooden floor upon falling, rapidly kindling a flame within one-third of a second.

Just as the flame looked set to spread, Pan’s cloven hoof stomped on it, extinguishing it instantly.

Ivita looked surprised at Pan. It seemed that the further decline of the Thousand-Year Fire had unleashed Pan’s greater power.

The spark that had just dropped onto the ground was clearly some formidable magic, containing an energy that Ivita found too powerful even for himself now.

If he were to deal with this flame himself, it might take considerable effort and he might not even be able to suppress it.

Yet, Pan was able to extinguish it with a single blow.

It seemed that he needed to hasten the improvement of his strength. The power of his enemies was becoming increasingly formidable.

Besides, he should gather some powerful subordinates so that people like Pan wouldn’t easily approach his dwelling.

It would be too dangerous.

If Pan had come to kill him today, he would be put in a passive position.

Pan somewhat guessed what was on his mind. "Good, cut it, keep cutting."

"The power of your Broken Steel Sword is too formidable, I seriously suspect it belongs to a subsidiary law of the Law of the Thousand-Year Fire. Regardless of who holds this sword being able to use it, it just shows that you are not its real master."

Pan woke from his daydream. "You’ve only been using this sword, but you don’t own it."

At this moment, the notch on the Knight Sword had grown dramatically.

The Knight Sword was about to be cut into two.

This was the first time Ivita had encountered a sword that could resist the Broken Steel Sword for so long.

He then manipulated the Hand of Mana, continuing to swing the Broken Steel Sword. With its drop, a loud noise echoed, and the Hand of Mana controlling the Broken Steel Sword crashed and shattered.

Pan’s Knight Sword, in his hand, was imbued with a menacing, malicious red aura.

Pan God was nearly unable to suppress this sword. "Damn it, I’m not at my peak."

The knight’s sword in his hand was vibrating rapidly.

Pan’s shadow on the ground, who had been hugging his chest and slapping the ground with his palm, finally couldn’t bear it any longer and crawled up. He first scolded Pan God in sign language, then rushed forward to help Pan suppress the knight’s sword.

With Pan’s God’s aid and his shadow, they finally managed to suppress the knight’s sword.

Pan God said, "Ivita, good boy, make your move now."

Ivita looked at Pan God and continued to manipulate the Hand of Mana, swinging the Broken Steel Sword.

At this moment, the knight’s sword of the City of Slaughter, seeing that it couldn’t break free, began to tempt Ivita.

In Ivita’s right eye, the red resentment on the surface of the knight’s sword seemed to form a hanging man in black. This hanging man told Ivita, ’Take me, and you will have the whole world. You can get everything you want.’

’Everything I want? But are you sure, knight’s sword, that you could bear my sight?’ Ivita opened his left eye. The Fire of the Law vented on the knight’s sword, but the inverted man hadn’t expected there to be two others in the room.

Not one of them could be tempted by it.

The hanging man, formed by resentment, was destroyed in an instant by the flames.

Under the burning of the Fire of the Law, the knight’s sword turned red throughout.

Pan God was naturally afraid of the Fire of the Law, but he suddenly discovered that the knight’s sword had become easier to destroy after turning red.

"Good... Ivita is almost there."

’Bang...’

The knight’s sword suddenly snapped.

From the broken part of the sword, a dark mist rose, filling the roof.

After the black smoke was ejected from the broken sword, a green light also jumped out from the broken sword, but it was quickly grabbed by Pan God and put into his bag.

Ivita closed his left eye and looked up at the black mist.

The black smoke slowly floated back from the roof to the broken sword, and then the sword that was split into two pieces actually slowly rejoined.

The expression on Pan’s face changed dramatically. "I didn’t expect this sword to be even more difficult than I imagined. It can still be restored after being broken?"

"Even the Broken Steel Sword can’t destroy it."

Pan God shook his head regretfully. "Forget it, anyway, I’ve already obtained the Wind Element Crown Fragment."

Ivita tentatively asked, "What are you going to do with it?"

"You’re not thinking of dumping it in the Ambros Basin, are you?"

Pan God said: "Of course not, I said, this time you are helping me, it is not a betrayal of mankind."

"For this vow, I will not do that."

"You and the two idiots in the Clock Kingdom are different to me, I never destroy true art."

"Besides, I stole this thing from Meiminggenbao. If the Church Knight Marquis finds out, I will be in some trouble."

"So, I can only return it."

"If it can restore itself to its original state, it will also benefit me," Pan God said, "I just didn’t think about it at first. It seems that harmful things will always exist."

"Ivita, the reason why you can’t leave Parviga tomorrow is very simple, because I know you’ve been looking for a mirror that costs a hundred gold pounds."

Pan God said, "But there happens to be a slave trader coming to Parviga tomorrow, and I know he has such a mirror in his hand."

"Also, if you can, you’d better not buy a weak-looking, powerless, black-haired male slave from his slave pile. This is my advice to you. If you want to buy, you must buy the blonde female slave next to him, she is an informant cultivated by Viscount Winchester."

Pan God said, "Oh yes, you should get some food for your territory, there will be a famine soon."

"If you don’t have money, then rob. This is the fastest way to make money, no doubt about it."

"Isn’t your territory just on the main road? Don’t hesitate with the city’s faction, just rob the nobles. If your bottom line is a little lower, you can intercept the supplies from all parties to Ambros."

Pan God threw the knight’s sword to his shadow, then he opened the window and jumped out. "Goodbye."