Hum? Sword?

Wait, this sword...

The ordinary one-handed sword style is made of an alloy like iron and copper. The overly huge hell precipitation condenses in it, giving birth to the essence of the abyss and the prototype of disasters.

This is a hell weapon.

It can be seen that the fine maintenance and consideration, center of gravity, toughness and hardness are flawless.

The shape should be a one-handed sword, but the size and length are too large for ordinary people.

Unless the user is a giant...

giant.

Huai Shi was silent, cold sweat oozing out of her forehead, and her little hands trembled slightly: "Mr. Mars, this thing shouldn't be..."

"Yes, it's the one that Thunder Lord gave me." Mars nodded calmly.

“…”

Huai Shi was silent for a long time, and her expression couldn't help but twitch: "Can you, cough, can you change one?"

Brother, I'm here to eat your mat. You said that you can do some work and you can beat the drums and give it away. You can't suddenly stuff something over and let the whole village eat my mat tomorrow?

Even if you go up the sword mountain and go down the sea of ​​fire, it’s not so outrageous!

This is an invitation letter to the abyss, one-way car in hell, and a certificate of one-on-one challenge...

As long as you take this thing, Huai Shi can enjoy the same treatment as Marcus, run to the sea of ​​thunder, and keep unobstructed. The lords and rulers of the large group of people rush to the front and back, send each other all the way, and then go to the hall with swords and shoes, praise and worship without a name, and go straight to the front of the great king.

It’s just that Marcus went there to eat mats, and going there himself was just giving everyone a chance to eat mats.

This is not ordinary outrageous!

"You have got it all in your hands, so you won't be able to return it, right?"

Mars asked with a smile, "Anyway, I'm retired, so I keep this thing for no reason. After counting it, you seem to be the one with the most ironic one. Although it's still a bit difficult now, if you can get a chance one day, you might as well try it with it."

If you try it, you will die.

This is walking, this is jumping, this is chopping, this is defense and blocking, very good, it has been a plenary session, let's fight a single master next time!

Is this the main mission and the final supper?

Huai Shi wiped her cold sweat and felt the gaze that was nailed like a needle around her. She laughed hard: "What's the point of being there?"

"If you don't want it, you'll lose it."

Mars waved his hand indifferently and looked at him: "But you are from the ideal country, right?"

What kind of enterprise-level moral kidnapping is this?

Huai Shi's eyes twitched.

If you understand, I will give it to Russell. When the old turtle ascends to heaven, he will master the genealogy of the heavens and rebuild his ideal country is just around the corner!

However, no matter how much jokes are, this expectation and trust really make it difficult for Huai Shi to calm down.

"Since that's the case, I can only thank the old senior for their love and expectations."

He put away the box, along with the burden that was difficult for him to support, and finally asked, "But why is it me?"

"Um--"

Mars thought for a moment and suddenly laughed: "Just think it's because you are brave."

As he said that, he finally patted Huai Shi on the shoulder.

"Take care, boy."

The door closed behind him.

Leave Huai Shi to stand alone.

Mars has gone far away.

In front of the rainbow light of the Rainbow Bridge, the Roman huntress Artemis had arrived early and waved to the visitor: "Long time no see."

"You're here to pick up my shift?" Mars asked.

"I originally wanted to ask why you suddenly quit, but I felt that there was nothing to ask." The Hunter Goddess leaned against the pillar and yawned: "Anyway, I'm idle, so I'd just come early."

"Okay, let's leave the next thing to you."

Mars smiled relaxedly and handed over his helmet: "Let's go back and give that boy Ares for me. He has been envious for many years."

The Hunter God took it, glanced at the relics that held the authority of the God of War, and finally asked curiously: "Why give him that sword?"

“Hmm?”

Mars seemed puzzled.

But in Artemis's sight, he finally smiled helplessly and said, "He is still young, isn't he?"

The Hunter God shook his head: "You know I'm not asking."

That one-handed sword sent by the Sea of ​​Thunder is just a challenge qualification, and is also an unparalleled honor.

Recognition and respect from the King of Hell.

Even if Mars keeps it himself, it will be enough to become the most brilliant collection in the family.

"I don't know how many young people in the genealogy are envious and jealous. There will definitely be no fewer people who use excuses to find fault and bet... Now you are completely pushed to the forefront."

"He's still young."

Mars smiled slightly, repeated the words just now, paused for a moment, and continued, "And I'm old."

The rainbow light shone on his face, illuminating his gray hair and wrinkles on his face.

Artemis was silent.

senescence.

"It's funny, right? The god of war actually gave up because of such a ridiculous thing."

Mars whispered softly, looking at his slightly loose skin and the faint spots on it.

The strong man who can defeat hell, but cannot defeat time.

Unconsciously, it is gradually fading.

Even though he never recognized this, when he really stood in front of the great king and wanted to draw his sword to fight, he sadly discovered that he was already old.

I lost the infinite possibilities I used to be and the ability to continue to challenge.

Even though he holds this unprecedented honor, he can only retire without doing anything.

How shameless.

"Even if that's the case, there's no need..."

Artemis wanted to speak but stopped and finally asked, "Can't you wait any longer?"

"no."

Gu Xian

Mars shook his head, bent his fingers, and knocked on the helmet in Artemis' arms. A crisp echo sounded like a sing of a war blade.

"When I think about it carefully, I'm about to become the kind of old stubborn person who only blocks the road."

The old man said: "Holding the authority and power of the God of War in his hand, he was complacent and thought he was powerful and indispensable. When he looked back, he found that there were very few people who could keep up with him.

Instead of continuing this look, one day you die of old age on the hospital bed or the shame is frozen, it is better to give up your seat as soon as possible.

Now, I will return this miracle to Rome and pass on this destiny and correction of the God of War to future generations, hoping that this day is not too late.

I hope that the successors who will step on this path in the future can be easier.

Besides that, all I can do is wait and wish.”

Finally, he bent down and lifted the box under his feet, turned around and looked at his companions who were saying goodbye behind him, and smiled slightly: "Everyone, please see you here."

No one spoke.

In silence, all the juniors bowed their heads respectfully and received this gift and expectation from the forerunners.

Until that figure disappeared into the rainbow light.

On the other side, Huai Shi stood outside the flight base, staring at the rainbow light flying towards the present situation.

Wave his hand and say goodbye silently.

I just don’t know if the other party can see such a meager farewell.

When I looked back at the box in my hand, I became more and more bald - why did I eat the mat and get back from a big main task? And it was obvious that this is the kind of late stage that cannot be further later.

If one operation is not done well, the Shimasaku Pavilion will hold a banquet.

Mr. Mars' final gift was so heavy that it was really hard to accept. Even if it was kept and hung up, it was a rare collection in the world, but that sentence was really true.

Are you not a heavenly lineage?
To be continued...