Our group of players all set out. Nearly 5000 of us marched across the map and we carefully crossed through the brush.
As I walked, I opened up the big map. There were at least a dozen other small maps that were marked on it. One of them was the Graveyard of the Heroes. It was around 20 minutes away from us. However, the map was completely covered in red. One could just imagine the levels of the monsters there.
Not long after we set out, our surroundings quickly changed from a dense forest into mellow plains. All around us we saw broken weapons lying in the dirt. There were even bones from ancient warriors and horses, piled up in mountains. The ancient battle chariots were in ruins and the grey grass began to grow out of the cracks, giving off a staunch odor.
“Careful!”
Frost immediately pulled out her sword and said, “I feel an extremely strong presence here. The Graveyard of Heroes has been sealed for many years, but we are definitely not the only ones alive here!”
In the desolate battlefield, an ominous breeze fluttered a tattered battle flag. I could make out the shadow of a tiger symbol on it. Who knows which ancient empire flew that flag. There was no way to determine it. Under that tattered flag, a general sat cross legged on the ground. His body had already decayed completely, leaving only a white skeleton. He was still clothed in his golden armor, and he held a blood red sword in his hand as he quietly sat there.
At that moment, Wang Xuan, the military supervisor looked startled as he stared at the skeleton. He exclaimed, “Dear lord, is this the ancient hero Nan Shen. That… that blade in his hand, is that the True Red Blade? God, that is a godly weapon that was made by the God Smith Lu Gong. So the legendary True Red Blade was here. I never would have known….”
As he was talking, Wang Xuan’s eyes were filled with greed. He couldn’t resist and walked forward to reach for it.
“Stop!”
Luo Lin roared, “Wang Xuan, you cannot disturb those who have died. They were all once heroes who had made a great sacrifice for man. Do not touch the True Red Blade. Our sole goal is Despair!”
However, Wang Xuan did not listen to Luo Lin’s command and reached out to grab the True Red Blade. The second his hand touched the hilt, he suddenly shuddered, as though he was possessed. His eyes were filled with a strong greed and desire to kill and he laughed, “The True Red Blade, this really is the legendary True Red Blade!! If I, Wang Xuan, were to bring the True Red Blade back to Ba Huang City, then I’ll be able to use it to dominate the southern Barbarian Tribes and stretch the borders of the city all the way to the seas. That way, the world will know my name!”
Frost cast a glance at Wang Xuan and then looked towards Luo Lin, “Something’s not right. There isn’t a single sliver of holy air in this vicinity. Rather, everything feels dead. Is is possible, that the seventeen heroes have already become demons?”
Luo Lin nodded, “That’s highly likely. Just look at the way Wang Xuan is acting..”
Wang Xuan suddenly turned around to face them, his eyes glowing with a red light. He roared at Luo Lin, “You ignorant bastard! Let me show you the strength of the True Red Blade, Die!”