Chapter 207: The Origin of the Black Swamp
“Tell everything about the Black Swamp.”
Flanders’s voice was heard.
At that mont, the blood spirit flower ca to a sudden realization.
“You want to go to the Black Swamp?”
The blood spirit flower asked.
That was true. To ordinary people and weak mages, that place was hell. If they went, they would die, and they would not be able to co into contact with it.
But to strange creatures like them, that place was like heaven.
Because strange creatures were all the sa.
They liked damp places the most.
That place was also the wettest place in the world.
And as long as they were stronger, they would have a greater say in that place.
For soone with his strength, even if he was not the strongest in the Black Swamp, there probably would not be many strange people who would dare to provoke him.
To powerful mages, that place was also a treasure ground because they could obtain a lot of strange creatures from there and then increase their strength.
Just as it was thinking about this.
Then, it saw the scarecrow opposite him looking over with a very frightening gaze.
The blood spirit flower instantly shivered.
Damn it!
Why did he think of asking it!
The other party wasn’t a good person, to begin with. What if it spoke too much and the other party changed his mind and wanted to kill it!
Countless thoughts flashed through blood spirit flower’s mind.
“My patience is very poor.”
Blood spirit flower heard the voice of the scarecrow.
It instantly did not dare to let his imagination run wild.
It used the shortest amount of ti to sort out his thoughts, and then he quickly began to speak.
“The Black Swamp is a dark and damp land.”
“Wait...”
He had just said one sentence when he was interrupted by Flanders. The words in its throat were imdiately stuck.
What’s wrong now?!
The blood spirit flower was very angry, but she did not dare to show it.
Then, he saw the scarecrow opposite him wave his hand, and a magic sword appeared in his hand.
Eh?
Why was it a little familiar?
The blood spirit flower’s attention was all on this magic sword. After thinking for a long ti, it cried out in shock, “Apophis?!”
The demon Sword Apophis had just been summoned.
It was just about to greet its master.
Then it heard soone calling its na from the side.
It imdiately looked over and found that it was the blood spirit flower that it had seen on the streets of Puls.
It was puzzled.
This blood spirit flower actually knew it?
“You... know ?”
Apophis asked in puzzlent.
This ti, even Flanders’s attention was attracted. He looked at the blood spirit flower curiously.
The other party was obviously not trying to curry favor with Sword Apophis. Since he could call out its na, it was obvious that he really knew it.
Hearing the demon sword’s words, the blood spirit flower was speechless.
“I know you.”
The blood spirit flower explained.
“When I was in the Black Swamp, I also heard of you.”
So that was the case.
Apophis suddenly understood.
And Flanders was also very surprised. When Apophis was in the Black Swamp, it was a long ti ago. At that ti, its strength should not have been very strong, but this blood spirit flower had actually heard of its na...
Could it be that Apophis was very famous in the Black Swamp in the past?
The magic sword saw Flanders’s confusion and explained, “master, it’s not that I’m famous, but at that ti, I was brought out of the black swamp by a mage. That mage was very strong.”
“That magician killed a lot of strange creatures in the Black Swamp, and I was his weapon at that ti.”
“It’s because of this matter that I beca famous in the Black Swamp.”
“Otherwise, with my strength at that ti, I was nothing in the Black Swamp.”
So that was the case.
Flanders suddenly understood.
After a pause, Flanders looked at the blood spirit flower.
“Continue.”
“The magic sword probably told a bit, so you can pick the main point.”
The blood spirit flower took a deep look at the magic sword before continuing.
“I’ve heard of it before.”
“The Black Swamp is actually not an ordinary swamp.”
Was this not a matter of course?
How could an ordinary swamp produce so many strange creatures?
Flanders thought for a mont but did not say anything. He continued to listen.
“That swamp was actually left behind by a terrifying strange creature.”
“I heard that the strange creature’s strength is above A rank, which is why it’s extrely powerful. It practically represents a true demonic god. That swamp was that strange creature’s resting place.”
Above A rank?
Hearing this, Flanders’s heart was burning.
An existence above A rank!
Although he knew that A rank could not be the most powerful existence, up until now, he had never heard of that strange creature that was above A rank, or a mage that was above A rank.
At present, in his impression, the highest level of the strange creature was the blood spirit flower’s main body, not these flower seeds... His strength had reached A rank.
As for the mages, it was naturally Nikorei from the headquarters of the Mage Association. Her level had reached A rank, which was simply amazing!
These two were the two highest levels that he knew of at the mont.
Other than these two people, he did not know who else had reached A rank.
From this, it could be seen how difficult A rank was!
This was even more so for those above A rank.
There was probably no one else other than the strange creature that the blood spirit flower was talking about!
Of course, while his heart was burning with a passion...
Flanders was also very conflicted.
Because right now, let alone those above A rank, he had not even reached A rank.
As for how to reach A rank...
He looked at the blood spirit flower, preparing to get so information from it later.
At this mont, the blood spirit flower’s voice sounded.
“After the strange creature left, that swamp still contained a lot of its aura.”
“Under the influence of this aura, all sorts of strange creatures were born in the surroundings.”
“And the more strangeness was born, the damper the swamp beca, which gave birth to even more strange creatures.”
“The cycle repeated, which is why so many strange creatures appeared there.”
“...”
The blood spirit flower said a lot of things.
The more Flanders listened, the more interested he beca. The more he listened, the more curious he beca.
The magic sword by his side was the sa. The eyes of the skull on the hilt seed to be blinking as it listened attentively.
But it did not say much.
Because the magic sword had already told him a lot about the Black Swamp, the blood spirit flower only briefly added to this foundation.
The story about the Black Swamp was over.
Flanders looked at the blood spirit flower.
“There’s one more question.”
“Do you know how to advance to A rank?”
A smile appeared on Flanders’s face as he asked.
The blood spirit flower’s gaze had always been on Flanders. At this mont, when it saw Flanders’smile, its heart could not help but tremble.
At this mont, it was even a little afraid.
If she could not answer, it would very likely be beheaded on the spot.
[Fear Points 28,000]
The blood spirit flower was silent for a mont before she finally spoke.
“I don’t know much about advancing to A rank. I’ve only heard that there’s so sort of ritual...”
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