Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
The apparition on the sword blade only flashed for a splitmoment.
With the glimmering of light, the reverse image of Candela vanished without a trace.
However, Lin Jie was absolutely certain he wasn’t seeing things.
Was that... an apparition?
He leaned back, calmly swiveling the sword, and once again scrutinized the inscription carved on the blade, the indescribable sensation of familiarity not diminishing in any way.
A deluge of information flooded his mind, as if it were things that he ought to have known.
Stuff like how this sword was supposed to have been embedded in the central point of the massive white hall, and how the Alfords' sacred sword together with the laurel crown were the symbols of royalty.
Previously, when Lin Jie woke up from that dream, gazing at this sword made it seem as if he had personally wielded this sword to countless battlefields...
Right now, this no longer seemed like a misperception because Lin Jie had even grasped an unknown language that he had no prior experience with before.
Lin Jie knew that perhaps there might be a logical explanation for these circumstances, for example, savant syndrome.
However, he hadn't been hit on the head recently and believed his own brain functioned perfectly fine.
Moreover, the premise for suddenly understanding a language had to be coming from learning or coming in contact with this language in the past. Thus, this sort of reasoning didn't seem applicable.
Lin Jie suddenly remembered that Candela had given him one thing back then— A laurel!
He glanced at his wrist but didn't see anything strange.
"Right... if it were there, I would have already noticed it in the past couple of days."
Lin Jie rubbed his wrist, not knowing whether to heave a sigh or feel regret.
"Did I unintentionally 'transcend' him?
"Given how Candela was, he might be the manifestation of a ghost attached to the sword due to his obsession and not the simple dream which I thought it was.
"Hmm... Perhaps after being passed down for a long time, this sacred sword of the Alfords Kingdom be
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