Sword in the Lake

Lin Feng searched around in the maze for half a day but still couldn't find any trace of Red Scale.

"Could she have been killed? She might have accidentally rushed into a boss room and got instantly crushed to death," Yuna made a throat slitting gesture.

Hearing her say that, Lin Feng was also a little worried.

Judging from her level attributes, he was still quite at ease about her.

But he was afraid some accident might happen.

For example, there could be an especially powerful boss hiding in this maze, and the escape route might have been blocked for various reasons.

But if that was really the case, there would definitely be sounds from their battle, not this complete silence throughout the maze.

Unless Red Scale didn't even have time to react before being directly insta-killed.

But the possibility was extremely slim.

While Lin Feng was lost in thought, a deafening loud noise came from behind. The ground also shook slightly.

"What's going on?" Emily looked at the ceiling uneasily and very consciously hid behind Lin Feng.

There was no need to guess, this must be the sound made by Red Scale.

Just as he was about to rush towards the source of the sound, his body inexplicably shuddered.

The few beast-eared girls were also the same, staring at Lin Feng in complete confusion.

"That silly dragon seems to have triggered some trap spell."

Lin Feng examined the status of the few beast-eared girls.

Sure enough, everyone had an additional buff called "Time Stasis" in their status bars that Lin Feng had never seen before.

He had an ominous feeling about this.

"Is this trap spell very dangerous?"

"Never seen it before, not very clear." Lin Feng grabbed Yuna and rubbed her cheeks. He still couldn't see the effect of this thing yet. "Do you guys feel uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable?" Emily touched her two bombs, then shook her head. "I feel extremely healthy."

The other two beast-eared girls said similar things.

Lin Feng scratched his head.

Since that was the case, the most urgent thing was to find Red Scale, to see what tricks that b was up to this time.

But when Lin Feng arrived at the source of the sound, the ground was already a mess, mixed with shattered demon corpses and dull yellow stone fragments. The entire passage had been torn apart.

Going further into the depths of the maze, he immediately saw a familiar figure.

Red Scale was gritting her teeth, seeming to be dragging something.

Seeing this, Lin Feng immediately went over to smack her head, smacking while scolding: "Silly dragon, what are you doing? All you know is running around randomly."

"I'm not running around randomly, I'm treasure hunting!" Red Scale bent down to put down the thing she was dragging, then proudly said, "Look! This is what I found."

Lin Feng looked in the direction she was pointing.

It was a heavy-looking greatsword, with several colorful gemstones embedded on the sword body. The sharp blade gave off a creepy cold light.

Appraise.

[Legendary Sword in the Lake

Wearing conditions: Level ≥ ??

Strength talent ≥ ?

Effects: The power exerted by the wielder varies according to their attributes. The higher the attributes, the stronger the power.

The magic sword chooses its own master. Only the chosen one can exert its power.]

What?

Sword in the Lake?

And it's a legend-grade weapon too?

But it doesn't look like Excalibur either.

"Boss, this is mine. I won't give it to you this time, so don't try to snatch it from me."

"Look at you acting like a child. Would I covet your shabby sword?"

Lin Feng's eyes lit up. How could he not covet it?

This was a legendary weapon that could hardly be found in the whole world, yet this silly dragon managed to obtain it by a fluke.

"Where did you find it?"

Red Scale pointed to a small room not far away. Right in the middle was a pile of broken rocks.

If he guessed correctly, that should be the altar used to seal the Sword in the Lake.

"I saw this sword when I was wandering around, but I couldn't pull it out, so I destroyed the platform instead." Red Scale blinked and dragged back a few more steps. "Then suddenly a bunch of demons appeared from somewhere and started attacking me."

"Oh right, when trying to pull out the sword, I twitched inexplicably a few times..."

She twitched a few times?

Lin Feng looked at Red Scale.

She also had a conspicuous "Time Stasis" buff under her status bar.

Sure enough, it was the trap triggered by this b.

Although he didn't know what effects it had, Lin Feng still felt strangely uneasy.

Emily jogged over from behind: "Let me try this sword."

"No!" Red Scale spread her arms to block her, pouting.

"Why be so petty? It's just to try, I won't snatch it from you." Emily wanted to feint and sneak past her, but was firmly caught by Red Scale. "Just hold me like this, I won't run. This should at least allow me to try it, right?"

Red Scale reluctantly nodded.

Emily bent down to grab the hilt and pulled hard, but the sword didn't budge at all.

???

"So heavy? I used all my strength!"

Seeing her say this, Red Scale immediately felt relieved.

Rosa Linda also went up to try when she saw this, but the result was the same as Emily. She didn't manage to move it at all.

In Lin Feng's mind, beastmen were monster brutes, each able to uproot a willow. But now they couldn't move the huge sword one bit.

It felt deliberate.

"Let me try, let me try!" On a whim, he also bent down wanting to lift the sword.

But before his hand even touched it, Red Scale spread her arms to hug him. Her thick dragon tail also wrapped around Lin Feng's calves.

"What are you doing? Openly molesting in broad daylight?"

"No! You'll definitely snatch away my treasure, you're a bad person!" Red Scale resisted with all her might, but was lifted up by an invisible big hand.

Lin Feng smiled gleefully and even shamelessly touched the sword body to show off in front of Red Scale.

"Boss, you bully people!" Red Scale struggled desperately, almost crying from anxiety.

"I'll just try..."

The instant Lin Feng exerted his strength to lift the sword, he froze.

Was this thing Thor's Hammer? It didn't even budge.

After trying every method possible he only managed to slightly nudge it. He really didn't know how this silly dragon moved the sword here.

Seeing Lin Feng fail, Red Scale immediately smiled gleefully: "Hehe, even Boss can't lift it. This sword still belongs to me."

"You really got me. I want to see how you plan to move it back." Lin Feng looked back and saw Yuna resting against the wall.

"Do you want to try?"

"No need. Watching you guys try is enough. And since even Boss can't lift it up, I certainly don't stand a chance."

"Just give it a try, this magic sword chooses its master. It might just respond the moment you call it. Come on." Lin Feng gently urged until Yuna came over.

In the meantime, she shook her hands and lightly grasped the sword hilt.

"It's just a try. Even if this magic sword really chooses people, it probably won't choose me by sheer luck, right?"

She didn't have any hope at all.

Seeing this, Red Scale snorted proudly twice. The smile on her face grew even brighter: "Hmph hmph, just give up. This sword definitely belongs to me..."

But the next second, she couldn't smile anymore.

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