latelenovela Chapter 811 Divine Artifact Obscured, Sacred Sword Formed
Chapter 811 Divine Artifact Obscured, Sacred Sword Formed
Kong hesitated for a moment before tossing the Personality Block to Jacob.
Although he didn't know what kind of power the "Holy Sword," which the Narcissus Cross had placed its hopes on, would actually have, Kong knew that even if Jacob had the "Holy Sword," he would definitely not lose to him.
The only person I need to worry about is Brother Xu.
After all, the power that Brother Xu possessed seemed to have long exceeded his imagination. He had already obtained the Water of the Fetal Sea, and if he were to obtain the Holy Sword... Speaking of which, when did I stop being invited into the Dust-Hidden Cave Heaven?
Qingyi, Shenhe, and Wendy are finding it increasingly difficult to meet. What has become of them?
Kong was lost in thought, so much so that he didn't hear what anyone else was saying until Xu Ning patted him on the shoulder, which brought him back to his senses.
"what happened?"
Xu Ning chuckled and said, "Why did you suddenly space out? Jacob said that forging a 'holy sword' requires a vessel that can bear 'reason'. Although this vessel can be anything, since it's called a holy sword, we think we should use a sword. You happen to have a holy sword on you, so let's use it as the sword blank!"
Kong then realized that he needed the old wooden sword hanging at his waist.
As Kong drew the wooden sword from his waist, turned the hilt upside down, and handed it to Jacob, he suddenly recalled the expression on Brother Xu's face when he first saw this holy sword at the fountain that the children called the "center of the world."
It was a smile that blended anticipation and a sense of destiny, like a long-awaited dream coming true, or like witnessing fate unfold before one's eyes.
Although he hadn't felt anything special about the wooden sword after handling it several times, at this moment, Kong suddenly saw a manifestation of destiny on the wooden sword called "Narcissus Cross Holy Sword," which made him unconsciously snatch the sword back when he handed it to Jacob.
This surprised Jacob slightly, but he quickly laughed.
"Speaking of which, I used to play with it a lot when I was a kid. In a way, it belongs to us, so you don't have to be reluctant to part with it. Besides, even if it were forged into a holy sword, no one could truly possess it. In the end, it would just pass through our hands and go to where it was meant to go, until it reached the end of its destiny."
"It comes from countless people and will leave you at some point."
Kong glanced at Jacob silently and slowly released his grip.
Jacob took the wooden sword, muttered some incantations, and then touched the tip of the sword to the four quadrants on the ground in turn.
A pure "soul," a steadfast "personality," unforgettable "memories," and fervent "desires"—the light from the quadrant blocks slowly climbed onto the sword's blade, causing the entire wooden sword to radiate a golden glow.
Paimon stared at the wooden sword with a fascination, "...Suddenly it's become valuable, does that mean it's been successfully forged?"
Jacob shook his head slightly. "I've said it before, five kinds, not even one less..."
Jacob suddenly turned to look at Anne, who was being protected by Seymour, and said, "You water sprite over there, come here and touch this sword."
This time, not only Seymour, but also Kong and Paimon were indignant, and the two quickly blocked Ann's way.
"Hey, you never said that An needed to make a sacrifice. It's just a character in a story. How could it have anything to do with you forging the Holy Sword?"
Paimon shouted, "I have every reason to believe that you are using the pretext of forging the Holy Sword to weaken our strength..."
Jacob said impatiently, "You and that little water sprite have nothing to do with strength. The reason I sought it out is because it contains the 'power of will' that our Narcissus Cross Society has collected over the years. The Holy Sword can sever or unify wills. Those wills can serve as the initial catalyst, attracting more power of will to converge, allowing the power of 'reason' to snowball and grow stronger until it can break the shackles of fate..."
"I've explained enough. This kind of touching won't hurt it at all. Don't waste any more time. We have a lot of things to do!"
Paimon muttered, "I don't remember when we became 'we,' Anne. What did you say? He said it wouldn't harm you, but I suggest you be careful..."
Ann stretched out her wing, patted Seymour's head to make him lie down, and then flew over.
"It's alright, I'm not afraid. However, regarding the willpower I retain, I hope you can tell me its origin after we've finished what you've done."
Jacob handed the sword to Anne, saying, “When our wills are united, I won’t even need to say a word for you to know everything.”
An stretched out her small wings and gently tapped one side of the holy sword. Visible blue light silently seeped into the golden sword body like flowing water.
The golden sword, which had been radiating intense light just moments before, suddenly brightened and then quickly dimmed.
"A divine object conceals itself, its brilliance hidden within; it seems this time it has truly succeeded."
Xu Ning chuckled, picked up his wine gourd, and took a big gulp to celebrate. "Now that the Holy Sword is forged, we should go find the master, shouldn't we? That moment is almost here."
Jacob looked up at the huge pointer on the ceiling. The tip of the pointer was only a hair's breadth away from the final mark. According to the world's calculations, that hour was about to arrive.
He reached out and fiddled with the bookshelf beside him, and the sound of gears engaging, a characteristic of mechanical devices, came from under the floorboards in the center of the room.
The entire floorboards slumped slightly downwards, resembling an elevator.
Jacob stepped forward, turned to look at the crowd, and said, “I know you are not on the same path as me. Next, it will be the time for the return of the master… no, the return of René. He will break the seal, take control of the source of life, and when the purest water of life floods the world, a new universe will be born. If you have no intention of joining in, you may simply flee and do not need to come with me to witness the arrival of that new world.”
Xu Ning smiled and stepped onto the elevator without hesitation.
Caterpillar and Anne took Seymour up as well. Paimon seemed to want to hide in the Dust Song Pot. Sora whispered something in her ear, and the little white-haired girl suddenly showed a mixed expression of sympathy and schadenfreude. She followed Sora up the elevator.
Jacob was surprised that everyone had followed.
"Very well, this is a tradition in Fontainebleau. How can such a grand performance be without an audience?"