Ling Yong certainly knew what the holy weapon was. It was the foundation of the Black Water Knights. It is precisely because of the inheritance of these holy weapons that the Black Water Knights can master extraordinary power generation after generation, always at the upper level of the world and have status. ←,.

Because the extraordinary ability of the holy weapon to heal injuries and make people live longer, there are many legends about the holy weapon itself and have long been spread all over the world. After all, what is more useful for living organisms than extending their lifespan?

But similarly, the birth of the holy weapon has long been combined with gods, myths and legends. If we use the judging criteria of the authority, this is a typical mythical weapon. If we bring the holy weapon itself instead of imitating the holy weapon, we can still gain an advantage in countless theme worlds, because the backing of the holy weapon is the spiritual power of countless people in the Shadow City world.

Myths, history, kingdoms, people's hearts, and knights, all these factors gathered together to push the holy weapon to the altar and become an indispensable part of this world. Even those with authority like Ling Yong are in awe of this kind of instrument.

Not to mention, the authorized persons have already launched an offensive for the research of holy tools. If no one else talks about it, even Dr. Lieyan Zhu Yun has conducted several experiments on this topic and published several papers within Mofang Technology. Ling Yong has also seen it, but even this doctor who is based in the world of the Shadow City, seizes all opportunities to study, and the analysis progress in holy tools is still very limited.

As a result, Sun Dao casually did it and dared to call himself a holy weapon, which inevitably surprised him and was also shocked.

"It's very unexpected?" Sun Dao noticed Ling Yong's expression and smiled slightly. "Sacred artifact, although the structure of this thing is complicated, but the key point is still on the word "sacred". The sacred instrument, the legendary gift of the gods, and guarding the Black Water Cult are holy tools." In the latter part, he spit out from his mouth as if he was singing, with a strange rhythm, and without deliberately lowering his voice, everyone could hear it clearly. As a result, all kinds of feelings appeared in his heart, as if he felt the heaviness of history.

"The breath of history is the key to carrying the holy weapon and the root of the extraordinary power of the holy weapon. Now I have mastered some of the power of history. Making holy weapons is not difficult. Since it appears here, you might as well go with the flow and leave some traces." After saying that, Sun Dao waved his hand, and countless lights scattered down his fingertips, forming strange crystals, all of which looked like twelve hearts, totaling twelve. Including the one that had fallen on Ling Yong's hands, there were thirteen.

"These thirteen holy weapons are the basis for building the Knights. Just follow the Blackwater Knights. The specific arrangements will be left to you. In conjunction with financial reform and the business expansion of Furth Bank, I believe it will save a lot of trouble."

Dingling.

Amid the crisp collision, these strange crystals fell into Ling Yong's hands, which made him stunned. It took him a while to come back to his senses and realize the value of the things in his hands, and he couldn't help but feel at a loss.

On the other hand, he also realized that Sun Dao's seemingly whim was not aimless, and even exposed it in this place, with his own considerations and purposes.

"This is sweet date. To implement financial reforms and expand the influence and power of the Fox Bank, there will undoubtedly be many obstacles, especially for the New World Federation. After all, we are outsiders. After encountering problems, it is very likely to arouse the other party's hatred of the enemy. Even if they dare not oppose openly, they secretly form a group and make stumbling. That is a big problem, but with these things, the situation will be different."

With a slightly changed eyes, Ling Yong noticed that the Senate and officials around him were excited and mixed with strong desire when they looked at him.

What they long for is these so-called holy tools.

The authenticity of things is still secondary. In the hearts of these people, since it was taken out by Sun Dao, there is no possibility of falsehood in terms of his status, means, and strength, it means that suddenly there are twelve additional positions of heritage knights.

What does the legacy knight mean?

If you have injuries, you can be cured quickly, and more importantly, you will live forever! Your life span is extended!

As long as it is a human being, it is almost impossible to resist this temptation, especially those of them, who have great power and glory, so they want to make such days last longer. If they can obtain the holy tools, then all their wishes can be realized!

"There are more wolves and fewer meats. In order to get a quota, they may have to fight each other. At the same time, it is also convenient for me to mobilize their strength, differentiate and win over. The changes in people's hearts here are also very beneficial to practice. From this perspective, Sun Dao has built a good platform for me."

As he thought about it, Ling Yong was about to talk to Sun Dao, but when he looked up, he found that the person standing in front of him was gone.

"Disappeared again?"

Suddenly, he was startled and thought of the accident just now, and he was a little nervous, but then a voice wandered around the conference hall.

"Everyone, the candidates and quotas for this knight are all handed over to Ben. Pobon and several heads of the Furth Bank. The future Knights will also be mainly responsible for protecting the bank's industry, so I have nothing to do here, so I will take a step forward."

"Leave? Lord Knight of Origin is gone?"

"It's okay to leave, it's too much pressure."

"But in this way, what should I do if there is a quota?"

...

As soon as Sun Dao's voice fell, everyone started to discuss it. At the same time, many people also breathed a sigh of relief. Whether they admit it or not, with Sun Dao here, they would feel pressure in their hearts.

At this time, when he left, the mountains pressing on his head disappeared and his mind became active. Many people had the idea of ​​Ling Yong's place, which led to a series of intrigues, which was another complicated story. However, these were part of the world's process. Although there were traces of Sun Dao's participation, whether it was the holy weapon or the development of the banking industry, they were elements that already existed in the world. Sun Dao had only a slight influence and did not cause any changes in the general trend.

"Oh? There has been information feedback."

On the other hand, as the mind changes, a trace of spiritual power begins to be born in their thoughts, and then along the connection, it is passed on to Sun Dao's side.

"Around those twelve quotas, people will play a game. This is another part of the world, which will bring me information about the world and gain more from that digital model."

At this moment, Sun Dao was in a wonderful state. The surrounding scenery was changing like a flower, and his speed was extremely fast. However, his body was not at all uncomfortable in such a change.

With one hand, he took the differential machine and fell into his arms.

A digital model was beating at his fingertips, releasing many colors and revealing various information.

"The amount of information in this digital model is too large. If you absorb it at one time, don't say that my incarnation is unbearable even if the body is here. It will be unworthy of the loss. Therefore, you have to absorb it slowly and reveal a little content every time, but what is this content is often uncontrollable. But if you use external information as an introductory guide, you can lead the corresponding content. I can use the changes in the external world to obtain information, and then use this information as a seed to obtain corresponding information and content from the world digital model to analyze and understand it."

bite!

At this time, with a crisp sound, the surrounding rotating scene suddenly shattered, presenting a rather gloomy land. A huge stone altar could be seen in the distance, with flames burning on it, and the flames rose into the sky, dozens of meters high, emitting a scorching scent.

Around the altar are a group of people, dressed in uniform, kneeling on the ground, raising their hands, shouting strange slogans, like a complex language, shouting in the form of singing, presenting a strange rhythm of power.

However, they did not notice that with every sound they made, their bloodlines weakened and their bodies became more and more fragile. However, this amplitude was so small that they could not find it for a while. Only when the ceremony was over and their minds calmed down would they notice it.

"It really means a cult. I want to use the vitality of believers to heal and heal the wounds." Sun Dao just glanced over and understood the key and characteristics inside, and couldn't help but feel a little interesting. "However, after being separated from that god, you can still simulate the breath of that god and confuse his original believers."

Sun Dao's voice came from afar, causing everyone in the ceremony to stop and most of them showed a surprised expression. After seeing Sun Dao's appearance clearly, they screamed again.

"Devil of Origin!"

"It's the evil ghost from hell!"

"Sinner! Sinner!"

A series of screams filled with anger came over. These people actually recognized Sun Dao's appearance, but no one dared to really lean on it.

As for Sun Dao's words, they would not answer, because the sound of words was directly transmitted into the flames that soared into the sky, but no one answered them. Instead, the fire became strong and then exploded, and a figure quickly left.

"I still want to escape?" Sun Dao shook his head and reached out to grab it. Countless lights and shadows around him gathered, and even the flame was controlled by him. He turned into a fire dragon, flew out from afar, rolling up the flying figure, imprisoning freedom.

"Sun Dao! Why do you have to kill them all!" The figure struggled for a moment, unable to break free, and couldn't help but howl. It was the King of Night. There was no elegance or calmness at the moment, only panic and anger were left.

"When you led people to besiege me, did you ever think about not killing me? In the end, the plan failed and you had to steal half of your heart when you flee far away. This is a harm to others and not self-interest. If that's the case, then what's the problem with me coming to take revenge?"

Sun Dao said as he stretched out his hand, and two marks flashed in his palm. The boundless power of the world immediately gathered, as thick as a mountain! (To be continued.)
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