Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1541: Chapter 1541 Crimsonal Hollow

Julius Reed didn’t understand swords.

There are many powerful weapons in the world, but ultimately it depends on the person using it.

No matter how strong a weapon is, it’s just the icing on the cake.

The Longsword he held was something Julius Reed picked up.

It felt good in his hand, so he kept it with him.

As for the so-called supreme sword?

"You’re saying this sword is the supreme sword?" Julius Reed carefully examined the sword in Cristiano Grey’s hand, suddenly intrigued.

"Do you know the sword in your hand is called the Longsword?" Cristiano Grey was somewhat surprised.

The master of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance doesn’t even know Crimsonal Hollow?

Ordinarily, he wouldn’t dare to be so arrogant.

A thousand years ago, when Cristiano Grey first saw Julius Reed, his eyes were full of admiration and fear.

He stood among the crowd, only able to look from afar at the handsome young man on the throne.

But upon returning to Swimming City, Cristiano Grey, by chance, entered the ancient tomb.

Seduced by the allure of immortality and exploited by the Undead Tribe, after establishing Pendleton, he was trapped in a cave for nearly a thousand years!

Yet he had no regrets!

Because he gained immortality!

For this immortality, Cristiano Grey dared to defy the Holy Master, dared to speak so arrogantly!

He even desired to sit on the Holy Master’s throne!

Now, the once-proud Holy Master had to speak to him courteously, Cristiano Grey felt it was like a dream.

"I know Longsword. But the Crimsonal Hollow you mentioned, I’m really not clear about." While speaking, Julius Reed’s eyes remained on the sword.

There was a dragon on the sword.

Compared to his Longsword, however, the blade of the Crimsonal Hollow seemed somewhat slender.

The entire sword was triangular in shape.

The tip was incredibly sharp, but the closer it got to the hilt, the heavier it became.

A golden dragon coiled from the hilt, extending all the way to the tip.

Meanwhile, the Longsword had two dragons intertwined, appearing as two dragons playing with a pearl.

But one could see that there were similarities between the two swords.

The blade was golden yellow, carved with dragons.

"Haha! Who would’ve thought, the illustrious Holy Master is so ignorant!" Cristiano Grey couldn’t help but laugh out loud, filled with disdain.

On the way here, he heard that the Holy Master had lost his memory, that his skills were not as strong as before.

Moreover, the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance had already elected a new Holy Master, and the person standing before him was just a dog who lost its home.

"Since you don’t know, let me introduce you to the sword’s origins. So that even if you die, you’ll know what happened." Cristiano Grey was one hundred percent confident he could kill the former Holy Master before him.

So, he wasn’t in a hurry to make a move.

Thinking of the person he once looked up to from afar showing a shocked expression, he felt a bit proud inside. noveldrama

After all, that was someone he once admired.

In the passage of time, that was all it was.

As the saying goes, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river.

Even though a thousand years had passed, Cristiano Grey finally fulfilled his dream from back then.

"Among swords, the most domineering, none surpass the Longsword!" Cristiano Grey pointed at the Golden Dragon Sword in Julius Reed’s hand, somewhat intoxicatedly said: "Autumn mist and cold flowers are buried, smoke rises endlessly. When the Longsword appears, ten thousand swords submit!"

When he said this, he was incredibly excited: "This Longsword originally belonged to Pendleton! Do you know why the imperial bloodline can contend with Pendleton? It’s because of this sword! Meant to be Pendleton’s strongest force to overthrow your ruling imperial bloodline, this sword suppressed the other six veins! I never would’ve thought it would end up in your hands!"

"I picked it up." Julius Reed was a bit surprised inside.

Unexpectedly, the Longsword in his hand had such a story.

In this case, it’s really unlikely for the imperial bloodline to betray him.

What on earth is Grace River up to, that girl?

Given the Longsword’s history, Julius Reed suddenly became interested in the Crimsonal Hollow in Cristiano Grey’s hand.

If it gave this Undead such confidence, this Crimsonal Hollow was probably not something simple either.

"How about it? Didn’t expect this, did you?" Seeing Julius Reed in contemplation, Cristiano Grey thought he was stunned by his words, so he spoke even more proudly: "But do you know, why hasn’t the imperial bloodline replaced Pendleton, maintaining a stance of confrontation for a millennium?"

Julius Reed didn’t respond, his eyes always on the Crimsonal Hollow.

This sword is absolutely a treasure.

And since it’s a treasure, it naturally should be his.

He was already contemplating how to handle this sword in the future.

However!

Cristiano Grey didn’t know what Julius Reed was thinking, and every time he saw the former Holy Master before him acting so timidly, afraid to speak, he felt especially thrilled!

"The imperial bloodline dares not act rashly because there’s a sword in Pendleton! This sword, although not as domineering as the Longsword, has a characteristic!"

Cristiano Grey raised the longsword in his hand, revealing the blunt blade: "Have you ever heard the phrase, a heavy sword has no edge! The Longsword can defeat famous swords worldwide, but it can’t defeat the Crimsonal Hollow! The sword in my hand is extremely rigid and hot! And its material perfectly counters the Longsword! How could a warrior wield the Crimsonal Hollow without a heroic stride! The Crimsonal Hollow, a sword without an edge!"

"Naturally, that does make a certain amount of sense." Julius Reed nodded.

He knew the imperial bloodline was powerful and overbearing.

Yet he didn’t know the reason why the imperial bloodline hadn’t eradicated Pendleton was because of the Crimsonal Hollow!

But can a single sword really stop a thousand troops?

"Are you wondering if just one sword can be that exaggerated?" Cristiano Grey spoke more and more complacently.

The former Holy Master had become so ignorant.

Ridiculous!

"But I’m going to tell you, indeed it can!" Cristiano Grey squinted his eyes, seemingly ready to make a move.

"I heard the weapons of the Seven Veins are seven keys. But the Longsword is one of those seven keys, yet the Crimsonal Hollow you’re holding is not." Julius Reed expressed his doubt.

It seemed a bit contradictory.

"Who told you the seven weapons are seven keys?" Cristiano Grey laughed out loud, pointing at Gabriel Young: "That foolish woman? That’s completely a lie! To release the emperor of the Undead Tribe, indeed needs seven keys. But the one from the imperial bloodline is not!"

"Pendleton placed great hope in the imperial bloodline, but no one expected the imperial bloodline to rebel!"

Cristiano Grey coldly said: "Holy Master, experience the Crimsonal Hollow!"

Swish!

The words were barely out!

He slashed down with one sword!

Julius Reed flipped his hand with a sword, directly meeting it!

Clang!

The Longsword, which was initially cutting through like bamboo, was directly shaken out of his hand!

The sword pierced straight into the wall!

Constantly vibrating!

Wailing!

"How about it? In the face of the Crimsonal Hollow, the Longsword doesn’t stand a chance!" Cristiano Grey laughed triumphantly, sweeping his longsword once more!

Soaring!

Julius Reed leapt into the air, pulling a poison egg from his waist and throwing it directly!

Snap!

Cristiano Grey caught it in his hand, sneering: "This hidden weapon is somewhat childish."

But an outsider next to him suddenly gaped, trembling in fear!

"Just a hunk of metal trying to..."

Boom!

Cristiano Grey’s words were cut off.

A loud bang.