Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
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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