This endless world

"Fuck you!"

With a thundering roar, the tiger soul sword's bloody sword light was instantly activated, and it slashed hard into the thick fog.

To be fair, Zheng Zha's angry sword had no intention of holding back at all. Under the stimulation of the sword, all the stones and trees blocking the path were chopped into pieces. Not only was the mist cut in half like water, Even the space feels overwhelming, revealing a small town wrapped in fog in the distance.

But with Zheng Zha's strength, the sword energy was enough to cut dozens of kilometers away, but when the sword energy was about to pass through the town of Silent Hill, it seemed to have hit something, and it quickly weakened...

"Zheng Zha, calm down!"

Yang Yun blinked, but it wasn't until the shout came from his mouth that he realized that he had stood in front of Zheng Zha, preventing him from trying to cut the town in front of him in two: "Although I know your But Zhang Heng and Zhan Lan have been pulled into the other world, and you can't change anything now!"

——Wait, when did Zhan Lan and Zhang Heng disappear?

An idea arises in my mind, and then the corresponding memory emerges. Just now Zhang Heng said that he wanted to get out of the car to get some air. Zheng Zha was worried about his safety and worried that he would act alone. As a result, Zhan Lan, who was sitting in the car, disappeared silently. The moment Zheng Zha realized that the spiritual chain had disappeared, and rushed back to the car, Zhang Heng behind him was nowhere to be seen... In just a moment, two partners disappeared. No wonder Zheng Zha was furious. .

"Calm down, Zheng Zha, no matter how bad the situation is, you must keep thinking calmly."

Even though he understood Zheng Zha's behavior, Yang Yun still blurted out: "If you lose control here again and cannot suppress your inner demons, then things will be really troublesome!"

Sure enough, after hearing Yang Yun's words, Zheng Zha calmed down as if he had been punched hard: "Yes, that's right... Yang Yun, you are right."

As he said that, he glanced at Chu Xuan who was getting out of the car, and said with a wry smile: "However, my sword is not without gain. At least I have confirmed one thing, that is, you cannot use the magic cannon to attack Silent Hill casually. Fire...I can feel a strange sense of disharmony in the town."

Chu Xuan nodded and did not speak. Instead, Xiao Honglu, who came down immediately, asked strangely: "A sense of disobedience? Zheng Zha, what do you mean?"

Zheng Zha thought about it carefully and finally said: "I don't know. If you ask me to explain it in words, I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly. Anyway, there is a strange feeling, as if this town is different from the real world. There is a subtle sense of difference. The knife I just struck seemed to be 'isolated' by something..."

Everyone could see that Zheng Zha had tried very hard to sum it up in words. But I don’t know whether it was because he died prematurely or because it was too difficult to describe that mysterious sixth sense. In short, in the end he still couldn’t explain the reason and could only hold back one sentence: “… Anyway, Silent Hill is very It’s strange, everything here is weird, it’s better for everyone to be careful.”

Xiao Honglu frowned and said: "Is it difficult to describe the weirdness in words? I wrote it down... If you think of what to say, tell us immediately. This may be a very important clue, especially Now that the two mental controllers are gone, we have to rely more on our five senses, experience and prediction of danger."

"Zheng Zha, I hope you can tell us immediately if you feel something is wrong or in a dangerous situation. Of course, Yang Yun, the same goes for you. Did you feel anything just now?"

"...I didn't feel anything."

Yang Yun shrugged his shoulders. Although he knew that intuition was very important, he didn't know whether it was because his senses were not as sharp as Zheng Zha's, or because of other reasons. In short, not to mention that he felt something strange or dangerous in the town not far away, he didn't even feel the slightest sense of nervousness at all: "But I think, Zheng Zha, it would be better for you to put away the tiger sword first... wait a moment ,What's this?"

Thanks to this shrug, Yang Yun suddenly found that he was holding an invisible weapon in his right hand. It seemed that he was trying to use this weapon to prevent Zheng Zha from going on a rampage.

"Huh? Yang Yun, why did you even forget this?"

Hearing this, Zheng Zha glanced at Yang Yun as if he were an alien: "Isn't this your Sword of Victory? It is a double-A-level legendary magic weapon that was seized by Starship Troopers from the breeders of Morizhou Team. "

"Team Morisu? The Sword of Promise to Victory? Although there are related memories, but..."

Yang Yun repeated it doubtfully, and the look on his face didn't seem to be fake, which made Zheng Zha a little worried: "Wait a minute, I was just joking before, Yang Yun, are you really okay? Is this the sequelae of brain damage? It’s not completely cured yet, it’s still affected by Silent Hill…”

"Is that so...Does the Sword of Vow to Victory have a sword spirit?"

This sudden question stunned Zheng Zha, but Yang Yun was still unaware. He stared closely at the sword body that was covered by the Wind King's barrier. He muttered to himself more than asking: "Although not I know why, but I feel that my weapon should have a sword spirit, the kind that can talk, complain, and if possible, it is best to be a cute girl..."

"Well, Zhao Yingkong is still here."

Hearing Yang Yun's mumbling, even Zheng Zha, who was furious just now, couldn't help but smile bitterly. He subconsciously glanced at Zhao Yingkong behind him and said with emotion: "I remember that you two have some signs of that, right? You are talking about something else now, be careful that she will get jealous."

"Although Zhao Yingkong doesn't look like that type, women always say one thing and mean another. Nine out of ten are jealous, and the remaining one is a jealous person..."

When he said this, Zheng Zha deliberately lowered his voice, but when he remembered that Zhan Lan had disappeared, Lost in the mist, he sighed again: "But you are right, if you can choose, who doesn't want a weapon that can speak and have self-awareness?"

"Yes, if you can choose..."

Yang Yun held the Sword of Promise of Victory in his hand, and as a flash of golden color passed by, he completely ignored the Wind King's barrier on the surface, and directly brushed the sword with his left index finger, touching the sword edge engraved with runes...

--And the extremely sharp sword blade has not even cut his skin. (End of this chapter)