All eyes were on the huge cold-blooded scimitar in George's hand. After all, the original owner of this scimitar was a member of the Fan Ci'an tribe, and his body shape and results were somewhat different from those on Earth.

So it seems that this is not a qualified weapon, but the difference is not big, even if it is used, it is enough to chop.

"George, are you feeling okay? Are you okay?" Jenny asked with some concern?

"No problem, just a small wound."

George also said carelessly, holding up the cold-blooded scimitar in his hand, everyone seemed to be able to see the blood flowing down at first.

But when that drop of blood flowed down the hilt, it was visibly absorbed by the hilt.

Then, even the blood flowing from the palm was no longer visible, as if it had been absorbed by the scimitar in his hand.

In just a few seconds, George said, "I could feel my wounds healing just now, but now it seems that they can't heal."

George said something strange, and then the palm gradually opened. The original wound on the palm had shrunk to half at this time, but it could be clearly seen that there was a faint blue light shining on the wound.

It is different from Leo's space light blue, but a kind of icy brilliant blue, more like a kind of glacier blue, cold blue.

And the blood was still flowing faintly, gathering on the palm.

At this time, the cold-blooded scimitar began to emit a little light, and those cracks that were still on the blade had begun to gradually fade until they disappeared.

It seemed that the supply of blood had been lost, and the light of the entire blade gradually dimmed.

When George's palm gripped the handle again, the blade of the blade shone with a little light again.

George suddenly exclaimed again, "It's strange, this feeling, I seem to feel that this scimitar communicates with me again, and there is a strange connection."

George has been telling the detailed feelings this time, and Ai Cui is also watching closely, witnessing all this.

Time passed bit by bit, according to George's expression, his connection with the scimitar in his hand was getting stronger and stronger, as if he had extended another arm, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

Hundreds of milliliters of blood have been exported, but it has no effect on George. After all, this is just the amount of blood donation. Even an ordinary person has no problem, let alone a strengthener like George.

Even when the body is outputting fresh blood, it has already produced fresh blood, which has no effect on the body.

The powerful potion of desperation allowed George's body to recover at an unparalleled speed, but the wound on his palm was stopped by a strange energy and could not heal.

"alright!"

With George's soft drink, everyone could even feel the sudden coercion.

And the scimitar, which was still a little heavy in George's hand, suddenly became lighter, and the cold-blooded scimitar in his hand began to emit the brilliant light that belonged to him.

There is a layer of icy breath above, and the sharp saber energy seems to come out through the body, breaking everything in front of it.

"Yes, this is the middle-level artifact, the cold-blooded scimitar. After being silent for so many years, it is really great to finally be able to restore his glory again."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ai Cui finally burst into a bright smile and said, it seems that he is more excited than George about the re-blooming of the cold-blooded scimitar.

"Look at it, that machete is deforming!"

Pietro on the side stared at George and said so.

That's right, the giant cold-blooded scimitar that was glowing with brilliant cold light in George's hand just now began to slowly change, and its entire appearance began to shrink in an all-round way.

Originally, the length of the entire scimitar was about two meters long, but now, it suddenly gradually shrunk until it became one meter long, and the entire body length has shrunk by more than half.

In terms of volume, it has shrunk by almost a quarter. This is a very exaggerated value, but when the knife appeared in George's hands, it looked so harmonious.

"Leo, this knife can be shortened according to my subjective consciousness, my God, I feel like this knife has wisdom, my God!"

George said with emotion about the knife in his hand.

The length is indeed only one meter, but don't forget that this is a machete, and the entire blade is almost one meter long.

An incomparably brilliant cold light shone on the entire blade, as if celebrating his new life.

"I think it should have been successful!"

George looked at the cold-blooded scimitar in his hand that had shrunk to size and said with a smile.

But just after he finished speaking, he sensed something was wrong.

On the cold-blooded scimitar, a colorful light bloomed.

No, it's not just the colorful lights, there are also many lights that everyone can't tell the color of, condensed from the cold-blooded scimitar, but gradually poured into George's body.

George's entire body was under this force, he couldn't help but float in mid-air without any support, and all kinds of colors poured into George's body.

"That's right, this is the infusion of cosmic energy, and this is the energy that only artifacts can bring!"

The eyes of the dwarf king Ai Cui who saw this scene also had a little longing. Being able to see this scene also means that a divine artifact was born and recognized its owner, which is of great significance to the dwarves.

But this time, there is no such benefit, because this is a re-sourced artifact for identification, and it is not forged by themselves, and there is no such bonus from talent for the dwarves.

"Don't be nervous, Aunt UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, this kind of transformation is of great benefit to George, but it can prolong his life."

Leo also tightly grasped the hands of Aunt Jenny, who was a little excited, and comforted him. Even with Ai Cui's promise, Jenny still couldn't help showing concern for George.

Leo's eyes flashed a little bit of golden light and looked at George. The surrounding cosmic energy, which was visible to the naked eye, was instantly decomposed into more energy flows in Leo's eyes, but it was so complicated that even if Leo was asked to Look, it's all a bit dazzled, and it's still a bit difficult to reproduce it.

This is a gift from the universe to the artifact user, and the energy contained in it is too complicated.

Mr. Li stood aside, looking at the dreamlike scene in front of him. This was something he had never thought about. It made him intoxicated by the cosmic energy, as if he could gain something just by looking at it.

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