"Little Black, you are a Rebate, and you are a descendant of a King. Why haven't you learned Teeth Knife?" There was still a long time before the next wave of knife rain, so Han Sen continued to ask questions.
Hearing Han Sen call him Little Black, Black Steel's eyes twitched. He resisted the urge to kill him, so he closed his eyes and ignored him.
"I know. You must have liked to play a lot when you were young. You liked to steal eggs and pick up girls. That's why you missed the best age to learn Teeth Knife." Han Sen was very curious. Teeth Knife was a powerful skill, so why had Rocks Fall Duke learned it? Black Steel was a descendant of a King.
Black Steel's eyes twitched. He looked at Han Sen and said, "Do you think everyone is as lucky as you?
Teeth Knife is a skill of the Rebate, but not many people have been able to learn it. Now, only six have been able to learn it. Of the six, Queen is the only one who has mastered it. I want to learn it from her, but she doesn't think I am qualified enough to learn it. "
"Then you can learn from the other five," Han Sen said.
Black Steel grunted and said, "I want to learn the best. If I can't learn Teeth Knife from Queen, I'd rather not learn it.
And Queen has recommended a skill that suits me, so I don't need to learn it. "
"I see. What skill are you practicing now?" Han Sen asked.
Black Steel coldly spat out three words. "Steel Chopping Knife."
"The name sounds very powerful. Is that the knife skill you just used?" Han Sen's eyes widened, and he looked shocked.
Black Steel saw that Han Sen was pretending to be shocked, and it looked as if he was trying to get him to continue talking. His eyes twitched, and he walked up to the top of the mountain.
"Little Black, where are you going?" Han Sen quickly followed.
"I am going to die. If you are afraid of dying, don't follow me. If the Knife Grave explodes, you will die," Black Steel coldly said, and then he continued walking.
Han Sen did not believe Black Steel was going to die. It was not easy to find someone with a good temper, so he didn't want to let him go. He followed.
It didn't take long for them to reach the top of the mountain. It really did look like a volcano, but from the crater of the volcano, it looked like a meat grinder. Rows of knives were neatly arranged, and they looked like the fangs of steel monsters. It was a scary sight to behold.
At the bottom, one could see a pool of molten iron that was as red as magma. From time to time, knives would emerge from the molten iron.
"Little Black, can we go inside and look for knives? They are all together. It would be easier than just looking around." Han Sen, looking inside the Knife Grave.
Black Steel coldly said, "If you're not afraid of death, you can climb in."
Han Sen thought about it, but he thought his life was more important. He didn't know much about the Knife Grave, so he didn't want to mess around.
Han Sen didn't want to climb in, but Black Steel was already climbing down with the knives.
"Little Black, why are you going down?" Han Sen was shocked.
"I am not afraid of death," Black Steel coldly said. He grabbed a knife and started to climb down.
Han Sen hesitated for a moment, but eventually decided to climb down as well. The rows of knives were intertwined, and the places where his feet and hands touched were the tips and edges of the knives. It was like climbing a mountain of knives.
Fortunately, the knives were of low quality. They were like the rain of knives. Now, the knives were still, so they couldn't hurt them.
"Little Black …" Han Sen only said one word when he felt the knives in the grave start to shake. It was like they were going to fly out. The molten iron below was boiling.
Black Steel gestured for Han Sen to be quiet. Han Sen kept his mouth shut and did not move. After a while, the knives and molten iron calmed down and returned to normal.
Black Steel gestured for Han Sen to be quiet again. Then, he started to climb down.
Han Sen did the same, and he did not say a word. Now, Han Sen thought Black Steel had come there to prevent him from asking questions.
The deeper they went, the sharper the blades became. Rows of blades were right in front of them. Many of the blades were directly stuck to their faces and bodies. If these blades suddenly moved, they would immediately be pierced into a hornet's nest.
Even if the knives did not move, if they slipped, Han Sen could imagine what it would be like to be cut to pieces.
Fortunately, Han Sen was not afraid. If Black Steel was not afraid, he had nothing to be afraid of. At least he could fly for a short period of time. He could just fly away.
And he had the Steel Centaur Shield. Even a Baron class knife would not be able to harm him.
Han Sen did not know if the high-class knives would be willing to let him take them away if he used the shield.
The two of them continued to climb without saying a word. They were getting close to the molten iron. Black Steel did not want Han Sen to ask too many questions, and he wanted to see if there were any good knives.
But this was only the first round of knife rain. A good knife would not appear so soon, so he did not have much hope.
However, when he looked into the liquid metal, he was surprised to find that within the liquid metal, there was a completely black saber. Although it was at such a high temperature, it still gave off a cold and sharp feeling. He couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat as he inwardly exclaimed, "Good saber!"
But the knife was in the molten iron. He carefully reached his hand out, but he was still two arms away from reaching it.
They did not dare to move around recklessly in here. Any loud movement would cause the saber weapons to go into chaos. It might even cause the saber grave to erupt prematurely. At that time, even if they had steel bodies, they would be cut into minced meat by the saber streams. Perhaps not even minced meat would be left.
Black Steel frowned. From what he could see, that knife was an Earl class weapon. If he could get it now, it would be very difficult to find one in the first seven rounds of knife rain. If he could get it now, it would be very helpful. He would be able to reach the tenth round.
If he gave up now, when the Saber Grave erupted, a rain of sabers would rush into the clouds and fall. It could fall anywhere within a few hundred miles. If he wanted to find it then, he would need some luck.
But he could not get it. Just as Black Steel was about to give up, Han Sen came next to him. He gestured and grabbed his arm.
Black Steel understood what he meant. He wanted to pull Black Steel so that he could grab the Zhanmadao.