Legendary Hero

Five minutes later, Rollin's flying speed dropped significantly.

During these twenty-five minutes, he kept at the highest speed and had no time to use any energy-saving techniques. Of course, Luo Lin, who had only practiced for two days, did not have many energy-saving techniques. Not Vianna.

His current speed is about 1.3 times the speed of sound, and he is still descending, with more than 400 kilometers left to the trench.

This is really an unreachable distance.

During this flight, under the strong wind, the sand, gravel and silt in Luo Lin's claws were basically blown away, and his claws were in direct contact with the so-called fallen star.

Although it was still surrounded by black light, Luo Lin could feel the shape of this thing. The surface was very rough. It was a long strip with a round thing attached to one end. It seemed to be a hammer, but it didn't quite look like it. This thing is too small, and the skin of his dragon claw is too rough to feel this small thing.

There was still an incomparably chaotic will roaring in his mind, but for some reason, compared to the beginning, Luo Lin felt that the roar seemed to be a little weaker.

He lowered his head and glanced at the dragon claw. There was still a black light shining from the dragon claw, which seemed to be similar to the beginning, but when he looked closely, it seemed to be weakening.

How is this going? Luo Lin was very strange, but no matter what happened, it was always a good thing. The chaotic will was weakening, and Luo Lin could persist for a longer time. Maybe he could throw this thing into the trench in one breath without resting.

After flying for a while, Luo Lin's feeling became more obvious. He could be sure that this chaotic shock of will must be constantly weakening, and the speed of weakening was still very fast. It even made Luo Lin think that this ghost thing was preparing to show weakness to the enemy. What kind of dirty tricks should be used.

Feeling uneasy, Luo Lin looked down at the dragon claw again, the black light in the claw became weaker and more obvious, and the specific shape of this thing could be seen, Luo Lin was already sure that it was not a warhammer.

At this time, Luo Lin could no longer feel any pressure, he simply stopped in the air, waved his wings slowly, let himself hover in the air, then raised his paws, and carefully looked at the things in his hands.

The brilliance of this thing and its impact on Luo Lin's will have weakened to the point where it can be ignored.

Under Luo Lin's gaze, the original ink-like black light slowly converged, turning into purple-black, dark purple, lavender, and finally almost completely disappeared, showing the true face of this strange falling star.

This is really not a warhammer, but a staff.

It is about one meter and three meters long. One end is an obsidian-like rod handle, engraved with intricate and delicate patterns, and the other end is a skull with fangs. It is also made of obsidian-like material. It looks a bit like an orc skull. Some are like so-called vampires, with a gleam of light in their eyes, which are dark red, like blood.

At this time, the wand completely lost the ferocity of the first moment. It just lay quietly on Luo Lin's paw, and the staff was still stained with some mud from the bottom of the sea and the blood of Luo Lin's dragon body.

"What's going on here?" Luo Lin was a little puzzled: "Is this a drop of blood to recognize the master? It recognizes me as the master?"

Luo Lin pinched the staff with two dragon claws, pointed at the sea, and ordered: "Try to cast a spell?"

There is no response, and its power is still weakening. Even the dark red light in the eyes of the skull is extinguished, and the faint light on the handle of the staff also disappears without a trace. At this time, the staff looks the same as The wood painted with black fuel is as ordinary as it is, and it is estimated that no one will pick it up if it is thrown on the street.

Luo Lin is even more speechless, this doesn't look like recognizing the master, otherwise even if he can't use it to use spells, as the master, he can always feel the connection between himself and the staff, just like him and the cloud pattern sword, then It is completely connected.

Speaking of it, this situation is a bit like giving in.

For example, if he does not use his cloud-patterned sword, but another warrior, he will definitely make some counterattacks, but if the user is stronger than Luo Lin, he can use the cloud-patterned sword forcibly. Of course, this At that time, the evil energy accumulated on the cloud pattern sword due to Luo Lin's continuous use will never be used by him, and it will not communicate with the user. Instead, all edges will be restrained, exactly the same as ordinary iron swords, nothing more than sharper That's all.

This possibility is quite high. Along the way, Luo Lin broke through the defense of the polluting water demon army, and flew with the staff for almost half an hour, still sane. If this wand had a spirit, it was very likely that he would think that he was no match for Luo Lin, so he shrank back.

Luo Lin tried to throw the staff into the space again, this time he succeeded, the staff did not resist.

"Okay, I should have surrendered." Luo Lin could only think this way. Since this was the case, he was not in a hurry to throw the staff into the bottomless trench. After thinking about it, he flapped his wings, Fly towards Elu's Force Crystal.

This time, Luo Lin didn't have any burden, and flew very easily, and his injuries began to recover rapidly under the effect of the dragon essence.

About half an hour later, Rowling returned to the sea area where he took out the black staff at first. After turning around here, he felt the breath of Selena and Babaran under the sea. The other party also sensed his arrival and began to rise rapidly.

Looking down from the sky, one could see that the polluting water monsters were still following the two of them, but there were only a few hundred left, and they did not pose a threat.

Luo Lin lowered his altitude as much as possible, allowing himself to fly almost close to the surface of the sea. After flying for a while, the two elves in the sea understood his intentions and jumped out of the sea one after another. .

Strange to say, this time, instead of attacking him, the polluted water monster in the sea turned around and ran away as if seeing a natural enemy, which further confirmed Luo Lin's conjecture.

When it was safe, the two elves turned back to their bodies one after another.

"Marshal, is the mission complete?" Selina asked.

"Probably." Rollin said uncertainly.

"What do you mean?" Babaran asked puzzled.

Luo Lin took out the black staff from the space: "This is the true face of the fallen star, it is a staff."

"It's this thing? It doesn't look like it." Selena reached out to take it. As soon as her hand touched the staff, her whole body was shocked like an electric shock. She quickly withdrew her hand and nodded: "It is indeed Something is right."

"Hiss~ yes yes, that's it!" Babaran also tried it, and his hands shrank faster than Linna.

"Marshal, shall we go find Eru now?" Selina asked.

"Of course. This staff should have a lot of origins. It's a pity to just throw it away. Show him, maybe he recognizes it."

Looking at the workmanship, the mysterious texture, and its previous performance, Luo Lin reckoned that this is a divine weapon.

He has seen an artifact in his life, that is the silver sword of the holy knight Joseph Martin. That sword is very good and powerful, and it can only be used by the holy knight alone. The surging holy power was shaken away.

Luo Lin tried it once when he was discussing and communicating in his free time. Thinking about it carefully, the feeling he had when he held the silver-white sword of oath was very similar to this staff.

Joseph Martin once said that mortals should not use divine weapons indiscriminately, otherwise the owner of the divine weapon, that is, a certain god, would immediately sense his existence. If the gods dislike you, they will definitely punish you.

Joseph also said that God's punishment is not the visible attacks of lightning and thunder, but some kind of power involved with fate. For example, the invincible general encountered Waterloo, or the betrayal of a confidant at a critical moment, etc. All kinds of unpredictable bad luck.

In other words, the gods don't like to settle accounts with you outright, but like to use insidious tricks. When he plots against you, you don't even know how to die.

Of course Luo Lin didn't want to be infected with this ghost thing. Mortals fought against gods, and the winning rate was basically zero.

If Eru knew the owner of this artifact, and the god hadn't fallen, he would definitely throw away the staff right away.