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The ground is paved with purple magic stones, emitting a dim light as if whispering some ancient spell. This kind of magic stone is a highly rare material, usually only found in extremely dangerous magic areas. Morris tightly grips the "Judgment of Sin," a sword that makes him feel an unprecedented power and brings an inexplicable confidence.
Morris looks around and sees that in this area covered with purple magic stones, there seem to be other creatures present. Not far away, there are hundreds of demon beasts leisurely walking, their bodies covered with jet-black scales, making them even tougher and more dangerous.
"Surprisingly, there are so many demons and monsters. It seems that this sword has indeed brought a lot of trouble," Morris thought.
Without hesitation, he raised the "Judgment of Sin" and a rainbow beam of light shot out from the sword, rushing towards those demons and monsters. The beam flew like a meteor, and every time it touched a demon or monster, it immediately turned them into ashes.
Everything ended very quickly. Those creatures contaminated by evil forces had almost no chance to resist and were swiftly cut down by Morris.
Morris stood there, looking at the ground covered only in ashes and smoke, feeling a bit heavy-hearted.
At this moment, the Seven-colored gemstones in the sword suddenly emitted a beam of light, shining towards a specific location not far away. Morris followed the beam of light and discovered a huge mark there, resembling some ancient divine pattern.
The divine pattern began to grow brighter and eventually formed a totem, quickly embedding itself onto Morris' forehead. He felt a dizzy spell, as if being pulled by some force, and entered into a different dimensional space.
There, he saw his past, saw himself as a great warrior with a special mission. He saw himself standing in front of a group of people, raising his sword towards the sky, and those people were looking at him with admiration in their eyes.
"Is this... is this my past memory?" Morris asked quietly.
Suddenly, a beam of light flew from a distance and shot directly into his forehead. Morris felt a headache, and then everything returned to normal. He returned to the place paved with purple magic stones.
He stood there, touching his forehead with his hand, feeling somewhat incredulous. Although he had not fully recovered all his memories, he already knew that he was not an ordinary person, but someone with an important mission.
"The judge of sin, it seems you truly are the sword of my destiny." Morris tightly gripped the hilt, took a deep breath, and as he moved, the sword slowly emitted a dazzling light. This light, like a meteor, traversed the night sky and in an instant illuminated the entire abyss.
"So, I am the chosen one, chosen by this sword." Morris said with a determined look, as if he had already accepted it all.
Siberian Road is an ancient and almost forgotten road, where many legendary heroes and monsters once walked.
But at this moment, it became a place of sadness, because the protagonist Sophia was sitting on the floor next to its deep pit, looking like a soulless puppet.
Her usually confident blue eyes now looked so empty. These eyes, often considered her most attractive feature, now seemed like a calm after the storm in the middle of a vast ocean, making people unable to help but immerse themselves in her deep melancholy.
Next to her, the dragon body of the Dragonkin demon Thanos acted as a barrier, enclosing her within. Thanos's dragon scales seemed to emit a starlight gem-like glow, each piece appearing as if it had been brought from some distant corner of the universe, exuding breathtaking beauty.
Sophia pressed her palm against her chest, feeling as if she had been pricked by needles, the pain almost making her want to cry. This agony was not physical; it was like a burst of flames from the depths of her soul, consuming all her hopes and dreams. Morris, his image like a shadow, always hovered in her mind, yet she couldn't grasp anything tangible.
Thanos sensed her emotional fluctuations and comforted her with his psychic power: "Sophia, I know you are very worried, but my contract with Master Morris still exists." It pointed to the unique mark on its forehead with its dragon claw, which shone like a star. "This mark is still bright, indicating that our contract has not been terminated. Master should still be in this world."
At that moment, a strange phenomenon occurred. The mark on Thanos's forehead suddenly lit up as if ignited, emitting a brilliant light. This light not only blinded every star in the night sky, but also streaked across the sky like a meteor, leaving a deep impression.
Sophia stared at the astonishing scene, at a loss: "What... what is happening? Why has the mark undergone such a dramatic change?"
Thanos also seemed puzzled, but attempted to find a rational explanation: "I cannot be certain, but I suspect it has something to do with our master Morris. This mark is a symbol of the mental connection between him and me. If our master has experienced some major event or reached a new state, then this mark might produce a corresponding reaction."
Sophia bit her lip and couldn't help but worry. "So, Morris must have encountered something important. I just hope he hasn't gotten into danger."
Thanos leaned in and gently touched Sophia, as if to comfort her: "I believe Master Morris is capable of handling all kinds of situations. He's not the type to give up easily."
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