This Spiritual Energy is Lethal!-Chapter 65 - 0: Van Hede Straight Sword

Chapter 65: Chapter 065: Van Hede Straight Sword

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Chen Ke tried using the Fire-igniting Broadsword and the candlestick to reach the door, but even the Holy Relics could not truly touch the door, always stopping about 1 centimeter away, blocked by an invisible wall of air.

This air wall was like some kind of Barrier, preventing Chen Ke from touching the actual door. He realized that this was an obstruction like a law of cause and effect, which could not be removed or bypassed by any means.

It seemed that, as the mysterious guy had said, one must satisfy a certain condition of the region to unlock the door and enter the next area.

Chen Ke couldn’t help but have a wild thought while on the cliff—there was no air wall there. If the Administration Bureau’s people could transport a helicopter disassembled into parts into the Great Void and then reassemble it, wouldn’t they be able to ignore all air walls and fly directly to the kingdom below the cliff?

Putting aside the baseless reveries, Chen Ke looked to both sides of the door and noticed there was a hidden small passageway to the right side of the door, and at the end, there was a wooden door that was not completely closed.

“Have you gone down that door?” Chen Ke turned and asked the man sitting on the stairs.

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“I’m not interested in solving puzzles,” the man said with a smile.

Chen Ke shook his head; the man had an attitude of resigned acceptance as though he had given up on finding a way back.

In reality, Chen Ke wasn’t too eager to break the loop here either, but he remained calm as an old dog because in an hour and a half, he would be able to open a Teleportation Gate and leave this place himself.

“How come you look so lackluster? Hard to believe you’re from the Administration Bureau,” Chen Ke spread his hands.

“Say whatever you like, but sometimes enthusiasm can’t cover the lack of strength. How could people like us possibly defeat those great heroes? Better to sit here and live day by day than to go out and get killed—after all, we won’t starve or go thirsty,” the man laughed.

“If that’s how you feel, it looks like you don’t need that gun. If you don’t mind, may I take it?” Chen Ke pointed at the long spear beside the man.

“Don’t even think about it. If you die down there, I’m not going to bother finding your corpse to retrieve the gun. Of course, don’t try to take it by force from me, or I will let you know what you’re facing… ho-ho-ho-ho-ho…” the man laughed.

Chen Ke sighed, feeling that he couldn’t communicate with this man anymore. He should know a lot, but the way he spoke was too abnormal.

Chen Ke sighed again. His gaze suddenly caught sight of something; his attention was completely drawn to it—it was a line of English written on the ground near the door with a paint pen:

“Miles, don’t mess with the man, he is not someone you can handle, hurry up and follow.”

Chen Ke squatted down and wiped his hand over the mark on the ground, easily smudging away one of the letters written with a red marker. The ground was too cold, which affected the ink’s adherence, making it easy to rub off when not on paper.

It seemed that this Miles had lagged behind. His teammates had moved forward, leaving marks to guide the way, and even thoughtfully left many instructions…

Chen Ke didn’t expect to find them right away in the Great Void, but he believed that if he followed the messages, he would find out where this group had gone, what they had done, and understand the dangers he would have to face against them in the future.

Perhaps, with good luck, they might have died in here, and, at that time, whatever they had done, he would claim all their belongings for himself.

The disheartened guy in front of him didn’t seem as weak as he appeared, and his background was very mysterious. Chen Ke couldn’t be sure who he really was; it was better to have as little to do with him as possible.

Chen Ke shook his head and walked towards the small door at the end of the passage.

“I forgot to caution you, my teammates are just like you—curious and full of enthusiasm—but they haven’t come back for a long time. If you run into them, I suggest you keep your distance and don’t try to engage them in combat, otherwise, don’t blame me for not warning you… ho-ho-ho-ho-ho…”

Chen Ke no longer paid attention to the man. He lit the black ring candlestick he held and proceeded down the dark passageway stairs, guided by the glow of the blue candle flame, arriving at the basement level of the church.

This was a long stone corridor, with piercing cold wind blowing through the arched stone windows into the corridor, and the white light from outside casting its luminosity, making the whole corridor translucent.

On the right side of the corridor, there were two small doors. Chen Ke cautiously pushed open the wooden door, letting light squeeze into the dark room, only to find it crammed with tubs.

Whatever the tubs had once contained, they were now long dried up. Behind a workbench, Chen Ke saw a fragmented corpse, like the skeletal remains in the library, reduced to just a skeleton, clad in the chainmail of an ashen undead soldier, with a somewhat rusty straight sword placed beside it.

Upon seeing that sword, Chen Ke’s eyes lit up—it might be one of the Holy Relics.

He tiptoed carefully to the skeleton’s side, propped the Fire-igniting Broadsword against the wall, and slowly stretched his hand towards the straight sword.

The moment his fingertips touched the hilt, Chen Ke snatched up the straight sword with lightning speed, assuming a ready stance for battle.

The skeleton did not move at all.

Chen Ke relaxed, looking down at the straight sword in his hand. Without draining any lifespan to identify it, an information box popped up instantly.

[Van Hede straight sword]

[Durability: Ordinary]

[Courage: Consecutive attacks increase damage]

[A common straight sword used by soldiers of the Fan Hede Kingdom, it is cost-effective and easy to mass-produce. The old King Fan Hede, having fought countless battles, had already become a legend among sword bearers, and his unique swordsmanship taught to his soldiers made the Fan Hede Sword Control Team invincible.]

Chen Ke waved the straight sword a few times, satisfied. Although it was somewhat worn, it still had its lethality, and its balance was very comfortable, with a suitable weight; it was evident that, despite being budget-friendly, it was still a sword made with great care.

The old king of this nation named Fan Hede truly seemed to be someone who knew swords well, for even the swords provided to the lower-rank soldiers could be considered fine products.

This sword didn’t carry any attribute effects, which meant it couldn’t counter any monsters with specific attributes, but conversely, this also implied that it wouldn’t be at the disadvantage of being countered. Moreover, the attached effect was that sustained attacks increased damage—it might not reach the abnormality of a bleeding short sword, but it was still a decent weapon.

Chen Ke stored the gloomy candlestick in his bag, holding the Fire-igniting Broadsword in his left hand to serve as a torch, and the Van Hede straight sword in his right hand for primary attacks.

It seemed these Holy Relics wouldn’t come with anything like a scabbard for storage. While they could turn into diamonds for easy transport in the real world, it wasn’t so simple to carry them around in the Great Void.

He didn’t want to give up any of the three relics. The size of the candlestick was small enough to fit in his backpack, so he chose to carry the less convenient Fire-igniting Broadsword in his hand instead.

Chen Ke also noticed that, in the Great Void, Holy Relics would manifest in two forms: as diamonds or as physical items.

Killing monsters would drop living diamonds, which, if not summoned, would be fine, but once summoned into a physical form, they could no longer be reverted. Alternatively, the Holy Relics might be placed somewhere as physical items, ready to use without identification or summoning, and also irrevocable to diamond form.

Chen Ke couldn’t help but secretly plan; if he had the chance to enter the Great Void again in the future, he would save the living diamonds collected for summoning and identifying outside, and for the physically presented Holy Relics, he would only bring what was feasible given the situation.

Moreover, ever since absorbing Giles’s knowledge, the information below the relics expanded substantially, and Chen Ke found that this information seemed to hint at the history of this place.

If he saw enough Holy Relics, could he uncover what exactly had happened to this kingdom? Why had it become ruins as it was now? And even discover the secrets of this world, of this era?

For some reason, he suddenly became very curious, very concerned about this old king named Fan Hede—where exactly was he now in this kingdom? What had he gone through that turned his nation into ruins? Was he too, transformed into an undead, entering an endless cycle of reincarnated time?