He Comes From the Void

As the exploration of the fog deepened, the mystery of this ancient battlefield was gradually revealed.

There were some extra things on the ground in front of him. Kahn thought they were plants or something at first, but when he got closer, he found that they were weapons one after another.

These weapons were inserted upside down on the ground, with different sizes and shapes. They started from his feet and spread to the depths of the mist, as if covering the entire valley.

"Most of what I see are swords." Kai'Sa said looking at these weapons. Some of these weapons are damaged and some are complete, but it can be distinguished that those complete weapons are basically brand new, like It was put in later.

And when it's interesting, those complete swords usually have an amulet hanging on the hilt, connected with a thin but strong red rope.

Kahn took a fancy to a gift sword that was not suitable for fighting. He lifted the amulet hanging on the hilt and found something written in beautiful characters: "You can't get rid of evil spirits, you can't get rid of evil... "

"This format is a poem, right..." Kai'Sa hesitated.

She has little understanding of Ionia's poetry and has no literary influence, but even so, Kahn doesn't feel that there is any incompatibility with her.

"Hmm... a seven-character verse should be a sword for judges."

As he said that, he turned up the amulet from another single-edged sword with a gorgeous hand guard, leaned over and read: "There is no war in the world today, a sip of wine with duck eggs, I am happy..."

"Who wrote such a tasteless sentence." Kaisha frowned immediately, unable to feel any artistic conception from it.

Kahn glanced at the mark on the hilt with strange eyes.

"It's the work of Master Dolan. This must be an informal person."

"Ahem, let's go." Even though Kahn had given the steps down, Kaisha still felt awkward, and pulled Kahn into the depths of the mist.

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As they got deeper and deeper, the two found that the weapons on the ground became more and more complicated. The proportion of complete and brand-new swords with amulets hanging on them became less and less, but those broken ancient weapons increased.

This ancient weapon looks like a sword, but its size is either too small or too big; and some things that look normal in size have weird and twisted shapes, and they don't know how to hold them.

It's hard to imagine who used these weapons, and there was no one to lead the way, and many things they saw could not be understood.

"These complete swords were put into this valley later, otherwise they wouldn't be so new, as if they just came out of the oven yesterday, and these broken weapons... should be left by the warriors who resisted the attacking giants." Kahn observed the difference between the two, and after thinking about it, he came to this conclusion.

Vastaya Shari has fangs and claws and wild magic, so naturally there is no need for these weapons, and giants can't use such small weapons, so it can only be held by humans, but even so, the size and shape of these weapons There are also many unreasonable places.

"I can understand the abandonment of broken weapons here, but why do people put intact swords here? Is this for memorial service?" Kai'Sa sighed, feeling sorry for these weapons.

They have skin armor and don't need swords, even if some of them are very exquisite, they will not give birth to any ideas. If these things were really for memorial service, she would not be rude to take them away.

"I don't think it's for memorial service." Kahn pointed to some small pits on the ground and said, "Look at this sword mark, a sword was once inserted into the ground, but it was pulled out later, so this is left behind. A small pit. And if you pay homage, you will definitely not take things away. You will definitely not stick your sword into the ground for no reason, combined with those amulets used to pray for blessings, think about it carefully."

Any action has its motives, Kaisha followed this line of thought, brought herself into the role, and thought of a reason.

"Does this do anything for the sword?"

"We thought of going together." Kahn clapped his hands and added, "As long as you insert the sword in this place and hang a blessing amulet on it, the spirit here will give blessings to the sword. Then take the sword away, You can get a spiritual weapon."

"When you say that, it feels like growing vegetables." Kaisha is still a little confused here, but Kahn has sorted out the relationship between the various parties and concluded: "I preliminarily speculate that those spirits gathered in order to protect these ancient weapons. White mist formed in the valley, and someone discovered that the fog spirit in the valley would bless weapons, so they put the cast swords in the valley, and over time, this place became a holy place for swordsmen and blacksmiths."

"So Master Dolan, Master Yi, these blacksmiths and swordsmen gathered in the deep mountains of Balu Esheng to establish a sect?"

"It's very possible, maybe their taboo bloodshed rules were set because of these spirits. These fog spirits were formed because of war, so they hate fighting, and the blessings on the sword will become invalid as soon as they are stained with blood, so Master Yi generally seldom Take out the sword, even if you take out the sword, don't hurt people directly with the blade."

The valley was deep but not too big. When the two were chatting, they could vaguely hear their own voices echoing in the valley. They chatted and didn't go far, and what appeared in front of them made them shut their mouths in unison.

A giant sword as tall as a pagoda slanted into the ground, blocking their way.

"A giant's weapon!"

Kahn raised his head and looked at the awesome creation from top to bottom.

He brought Kai'Sa to this valley just for the owner of this giant soldier - if he could find any corpse of a giant in this ancient battlefield and devour it to evolve, it would be a worthwhile trip.

His gaze scanned the giant sword from bottom to top, and under the cover of the mist, he could only see an outline and a small part of the details on the blade.

It is difficult to use words to describe this huge weapon. This sword is already ten feet long when it is exposed to the ground. Counting the tip of the sword buried in the ground, it is beyond common sense. He couldn't see the tip of the sword, and the blade of the giant sword was already blunt, covered with cracks and gaps... However, given its size, whether it could "cut" was not too important.

Seeing this, an idea suddenly popped up in Kahn's mind—it turned out that the 40-meter machete in the joke really existed.

"There seems to be a giant soldier over there." Kai'Sa pointed elsewhere. They searched separately in the valley, and found nine similar giant swords one after another, but this discovery made Kahn frown.

"What's the matter?" Although through the helmet, Kai'Sa still felt the doubts in Kahn's heart with a tacit understanding.

"I originally thought that the ascenders of the ancient Shurima Empire wanted to conquer the land of birth, so they left this ancient battlefield here. However, I found out that I was wrong."