Chapter 457 The Orthodox Successor

Hearing this, Ah Chi was a little annoyed.

He realized that the envoy didn't understand his meaning at all.

Even if he could understand it -

As a lobbyist, and the only one who was allowed to enter the city gate and had the opportunity to talk to him, this envoy must be responsible for completing the mission's goals, not just a simple herder or trainer.

Even if he used to be, he is now the full representative of the envoy.

But in Ah Chi's opinion, the envoy's top priority should be to return the news, bring the intelligence back to Shark Village, and let the man known as the King of the Swamp know the situation, so that he can decide the final destination of Rotten Town based on the other party's reaction...

Rumor has it that the Red King is not only powerful, but also a sharp person. After all, even the cunning and ferocious hound Big Green in the swamp fell into his hands.

But, in comparison.

These envoys under his command seemed a little ignorant of the importance.

Ah Chi frowned and was about to speak.

The civilians who were unloading the goods beside the iron ox suddenly groaned, and there was another loud noise, attracting everyone's attention.

"What's wrong?" the guard rushed forward and said.

"Sorry, my hand slipped, my hand slipped." The civilian apologized quickly, and then whispered, "What is this thing, it's too heavy..."

Then, people noticed that a large object fell to the ground.

It looked like a long piece of iron.

It slipped from the back of the iron ox. It was tied together with the cargo and only appeared after the medicine and canned fuel were unloaded.

The guard was just glad that it was not the precious medicine that was dropped, and suddenly realized:

"It's a knife!"

Yes, it was not a long piece of iron, but a long knife.

The reason why no one thought of it at first was because it was too long and not an ordinary shape.

Not to mention the handle of the knife that was as long as the forearm, the blade alone stretched out seven feet. If it was a 1.8-meter-tall strong man, he would need to carry it diagonally behind his back to avoid dragging on the ground.

And it's not just long.

Its blade is wide and heavy, with the narrowest part as wide as a palm, and the back of the blade is more than an inch thick... With this material, ordinary people would have difficulty lifting it, let alone swinging it.

No wonder the strong civilians who were loading and unloading the goods lost their hands.

At first glance, I thought it was the segmented axe favored by the Shek people.

But its shape is undoubtedly a long sword.

Moreover, even if not everyone knows how to appreciate a precious sword, just looking at the black mirror-like metal blade and the sharp blade emitting cold light, you can guess that it is of extraordinary quality - this is still a practical weapon, not an appreciation item made by a craftsman on a whim.

"This is..." Even Achi's eyes were attracted by this exaggerated and uncommon long sword.

"Sorry," a voice sounded behind everyone, "It's me."

The envoy wearing an iron hat and a long robe walked forward, and in full view of everyone, he held the handle of the sword with one hand and lifted it easily.

The long sword had no sheath, but it was tied with a leather strap.

Lu Meng slung it across his back. With this movement, the soft ground under his feet sank a little, but his whole body was stable.

The strong civilians were stunned.

The guards who witnessed this scene realized their previous mistakes - with such strength, even if he was not the owner of the wild bull, even if the wild bull went crazy, this envoy might really be able to control it.

The resting Iron Bull noticed the noise around him and glanced at it.

It snorted, then flicked its tail to kill a poisonous insect on its body, and lowered its head and lay down again.

[Long Cleaver·MK Improved Type 3]

In this world, the heaviest type of [Cleaver] is almost close to the category of [Heavy Weapons] such as Flat Swords and Segmented Axes, and the cutting and blunt injuries it inflicts are quite balanced.

If you can't kill someone by chopping, you can smash him to death.

At the same time, the long cleaver also has the armor-breaking ability common to cleaver weapons, as well as the damage to mechanical life. In addition to the high requirements for the user, it can be said to be the most versatile category in the cleaver series.

So much so that in the Holy Kingdom, the few Paladins who are born with divine power would rather abandon the cross sword and use the long cleaver instead.

As for the MK3 type.

This is the highest quality weapon that can be forged with Lu Meng's current weapon forging technology - and according to the real bone craftsman Kurt, this is also the limit of today's outside craftsmen, including Kurt himself.

To go further.

You can only ask the blade walker who lives in seclusion in the black desert.

There are even rumors that even the blade walker himself can no longer reproduce the "blade walker" level weapon... This is no longer related to the craftsman's craftsmanship, but the limitation of the level of technology.

Lu Meng felt the weight of the long sword on his back - it was even a little light for him.

Unfortunately, with the quality of the current long cleaver, if it is heavier, it may not be able to withstand the stress generated by swinging and break spontaneously, so the current weight is the limit.

In terms of quality alone, he still has a sword with a famous blade.

The sharpness is far beyond ordinary things.

However, if Lu Meng wants to bring out his best sword skills, he has to use a powerful and heavy machete, which is more suitable for his own tailor-made sword.

Of course, if he has the opportunity to get a machete-style inscribed blade.

That would be great.

At that time, the main purpose of his weapon forging technology will not be to improve his personal strength, but to arm the entire force - to some extent, this is the real fear of the craftsman.

Seeing him carrying the heavy sword easily, even A Chi was stunned for a moment.

Sure enough, this is not an ordinary envoy.

As the leader, Silver Shadow himself is not very strong in martial arts, but his position is so important that he certainly needs protection along the way... There are not many soldiers in the envoy group, which means there must be masters among them.

He should have realized this earlier.

A Chi thought for a moment and said, "Brother, please come into the city and meet me."

The other party is not a weak person who can't protect himself.

Then maybe... he will be afraid.

Moreover, in his heart, the status of this envoy has also risen. A Chi feels that he may be able to reveal more things to the other party.

And, he got some information about the Red King from him.

"Then please ask Lord Chi to arrange it." Lu Meng chuckled, and then followed the Rotten Town guards who came to guide him and officially walked into the inner city.

The remaining guards wanted to lead Tie Niu to the cowshed to settle down, but the big bull lay on the ground as if it was asleep. The few guards were smart and strong, but they couldn't pull it at all.

It wasn't until a few slaps came from the front that Tie Niu opened his eyes, and the blood in his pupils quickly faded.

It then stood up and followed reluctantly into the city.

However, in the distance.

A light snort was heard:

"Little thoughts."

The tone was quite playful and disdainful.

The man in black hid in the shadow of a battlement. In broad daylight, his figure was as ethereal as a wisp of black mist. If you don't pay special attention, even if someone passes by, they will probably subconsciously ignore him.

Beside him, several people wearing the uniforms of the Rotten Town Guard stood respectfully.

But the skin under their leather armor was not like that of ordinary swamp people. Instead, it seemed to have been ravaged by the scorching sun and sand, with sunburn, wrinkles and shriveling.

Even if you have been in the swamp for some time.

It is still difficult to completely change your appearance.

"Lu, Bei, You... It's really interesting." The man in black thought of the distant Shark Village and couldn't help but recite the name, while slowly stroking his fingers, "What a successor of the shadow man, to take back his destined throne..."

Perhaps he is the only one in the world who knows that this is definitely a lie.

Because...

Many years ago, I met that mysterious and seriously injured man, and inherited his sword and legacy.

It was me.