Chapter 4015 – The Chaos Swordmaiden Legion
"The quality of a weapon partly depends on its hardness and sharpness, which comes from its material. But the power contained within, whether cosmic impulse or cosmoforce, is just as important....” What made cosmic relics so powerful wasn’t just their materials, but also the transcendent energy within them that outclassed cosmic impulses.
All cosmic relics were relics of the ancient past that even imperial-class worlds had no clue how to forge.
“Does this thing have any internal power?” Ying Huo asked, unable to sense anything. As far as it could tell, the sword was just really hard!
“It should. But like those nine cosmic impulses from before, it probably needs to be unlocked. I’ll let my caelum go inside and take a look,” said Tianming. He sat cross-legged, cradling the Grand-Orient Sword in his hands. His vita rested while his caelum slipped into the sword.
He arrived in a golden world, and the first thing he saw was that familiar colorless door. It was still slightly ajar, but he couldn’t push it the rest of the way open. Using his Plundering Arm, he saw a massive black-and-gold imperial star behind the door. Droplets splashed out from the star, each birthing a new nova source world that collided with the surroundings near the door.
Tianming shook his head and chuckled, “The secrets of this door... are still a mystery for now.” He was curious, but not in a rush. He had come in to examine the other changes to the Grand-Orient Sword.
“The chaos swordmaidens greet the Emperor...” countless soft and elegant voices echoed from behind him. All the gentle and melodious voices belonged to young women.
Tianming blinked and turned around. What the hell!? Before him appeared a sea of women, all clad in golden armor and neatly arranged in formation. There were at least a hundred million of them! There was a dense golden mist at the back that stopped him from seeing if there was more.
What was more surprising was that, though they wore identical golden armor, their faces, figures, postures, and temperaments were all different. Every one of them was uniquely beautiful.
He couldn’t help but marvel at the flawless craftsmanship of their creator.