Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day-Chapter 725 - 512 Glazed Long Saber, quality unknown
People often say that time can smooth out everything.
Be it love or hate.
But in the world of the Demon Blade Thirsty Blood, time is just an additive that amplifies and ferments.
The hatred for the first Knife Holder abandoning it hasn't faded with time, but instead has become deeply ingrained.
Like a pot of wine, the longer it sits, the more mellow it becomes.
Why?
Why?
Why did you throw me in that place?
Master...
Blade is really scared...
The twisted land is filled with negative energy, which fundamentally affects all sentient beings with consciousness.
Despair and fear polluted the pure Blade Spirit at birth, giving rise to extreme hatred deep within its heart.
Hatred for the Knife Holder!
Hatred for every Knife Holder!
Even when the second life form who acquired it took it out of that place, the hatred in its heart didn't diminish one bit.
The long years taught it many things.
Trickery, betrayal, cunning, deceit, manipulation, cruelty; these were the tricks it once used on the Knife Holders.
Every user of the blade met a tragic end.
Some died in battles due to its impulsive tricks, just a slight deviation of the blade, and the fragile Knife Holder would perish on the spot.
Sometimes they died from a lack of willpower, their Spiritual Realm destroyed by its whispers, turning into mindless killing machines. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Those with excessively strong willpower would have their psychological defenses forcibly breached, actively leading them step by step into the Abyss.
Every Knife Holder's end was miserable.
Without exception, at the moment of their deaths, the Demon Blade Thirsty Blood derived immense pleasure from their despair.
It felt very satisfied.
As if with each Knife Holder it killed, it was revenging itself on that first one.
Satisfaction!
Sometimes, in the interim before finding the next Knife Holder, it would recall the moment of its birth, the first time it truly felt the world.
Sometimes it couldn't help but wonder, if the first master hadn't abandoned it, would it have become something else?
Perhaps it would have grown into his sharpest blade, helping him to defeat one powerful foe after another, drinking the blood of the strong?
Or perhaps it would have been shattered by an even mightier weapon, fulfilling its ultimate mission as a weapon?
'Master, don't abandon Blade, okay? Blade will definitely behave in the future...'
The Demon Blade Thirsty Blood pleaded, not knowing whether it was speaking to Li Zheng or to the Knife Holder from countless years ago.
The plea was like the cry of a cuckoo or the lament of an ape, filled with endless sorrow and despair, along with deep grievance.
It sounded like a child treated unjustly, setting aside its dignity, enduring humiliation, invoking a sense of pity.
Li Zheng took this cry into his heart, but remained unmoved, the hand holding the Memory Release Device, extracting the memories of the Demon Blade, steady as Mount Tai, his expression cold.
He wouldn't be fooled by such tricks easily.
During his time using the Demon Blade Thirsty Blood, he had long seen through this Evil Blade, deeply aware of how dangerous it was.
It's like a patient viper, quietly waiting for the moment to deliver a fatal strike.
"Hm? Damn it!"
Li Zheng's expression suddenly changed, the Memory Release Device in his hand lit up with red light!
[Memory Release Device storage area about to reach capacity, please replace the device promptly to continue extraction.]
The countless years of accumulated memories from the Demon Blade Thirsty Blood couldn't be fully extracted with just one Memory Release Device?
Then use another one!
Li Zheng gritted his teeth, quickly pulled out a new Memory Release Device, instantly adjusted the mode, and replaced the overflowing one.
The second Memory Release Device started smoothly, almost without interruption.
[01:09]
Li Zheng glanced at the prompt, it seemed that one Memory Release Device worked for about eighteen seconds, not knowing how much memory was extracted in total.
Looking at the one in his hand, the Memory Release Device with a fully packed storage area, it seemed to have numerous complex blood-colored thorn patterns on its surface after absorbing the memories of the Demon Blade Thirsty Blood.
[Memory Release Device (Hatred)
Status: Full (Can only release internal memories, cannot be used for other purposes, will be damaged after one release)
Description: Filled with the memories of a soul full of hatred, though only a third of the total memory, its size is astonishingly large.
One can't help but doubt whether the fragile device is sufficient to contain this memory for long.
Old Pu: Take this thing away from my sight!]
Putting away this Memory Release Device, Li Zheng's brow furrowed deeper.
An entire Memory Release Device contained only a third of the memory, how long has this being existed to be so terrifying?
Does its memory not fade away?
'Master... Blade... Blade feels so bad...' the pitiful voice of the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade sounded in his heart, the previously pure blood glow on the blade body suddenly became unstable, flickering like a lamp with aging circuitry.
'Master... Please let Blade go, okay?'
'Blade will definitely behave...'
'Blade is not a bad child...'
The pleadings echoed in his heart, and Li Zheng's cold heart surprisingly wavered, the thought of sparing the Demon Blade arose uncontrollably.
"This thing is using its bizarre schemes again!" Li Zheng bit his tongue hard, the brief pain bringing his mind back to clarity, instantly activating his Spiritual Power to create a barrier around himself.
