Everyone's eyes were on the huge cold-blooded scimitar in George's hand. After all, the original owner of this scimitar was a 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 and use.

"George, are you feeling okay? Are you okay?" Jenny asked worriedly?

"There is no problem, it's just a small wound."

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

But when the drop of blood flows down the hilt, it is visible to the naked eye and absorbed by the hilt.

Then, even the blood flowing from the palm of the hand is no longer visible, it seems that it has been absorbed by the scimitar in his hand.

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

George said a little strangely, and then the palm of his hand gradually opened. The wound on the original palm has been reduced to half at this time, but it can be seen clearly that there is a faint blue light on the wound.

is different from the pale blue of Leo's space, but a cold brilliant blue, more like a glacial blue, cold blue.

And the blood is still faintly flowing out, gathering on the palm.

The cold-blooded scimitar at this time, but began to bloom a little bit of light, and the cracks that were still on the blade have begun to fade slowly until they disappeared.

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

When George held the handle of the knife again with his palm, the blade of the knife burst into light again.

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

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

Time passed bit by bit. According to George's expression, the connection between myself and the scimitar in his hand became stronger and stronger, as if it had extended another arm, and there was no discomfort.

Several hundred milliliters of blood have been output, but it has no effect on George. After all, this is the amount of blood donated at one time. Even an ordinary person will have no problem, let alone a strengthener like George.

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

The powerful desperation potion allowed George's body to recover at an unparalleled speed, but the wound in his palm was blocked by a strange energy and could not be healed.

"All right!"

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

There is also the scimitar that was originally slightly heavy in George's hand, and it instantly became lighter, and the cold-blooded scimitar in his hand began to bloom with the brilliant light that originally belonged to him.

There is a layer of cold aura on it, and the sharp knife aura seems to come out through the body, breaking everything in front of him.

"Yes, this is an intermediate artifact, a cold-blooded scimitar. Wuzhu has been silent for so many years, and he can finally restore his glory again. This is really great."

At the side, Ai Cui looked at the scene in front of him, and finally burst into a bright smile and said, it seems that he is more excited than George for the reblooming of Cold-Blooded Scimitar.

"Look, that scimitar is deforming!"

Pietro said while staring at George.

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

The length of the whole scimitar was originally two meters long, but now, it suddenly shrinks gradually, until it becomes one meter long, and the whole body length has shrunk more than half.

is reduced by almost a quarter above the volume, which is a very exaggerated value, but when the knife appears in George's hand, it looks so harmonious.

"Leo, this knife can be shortened based on my subjective consciousness, my God, I feel like this knife is wise, my God!"

George said with emotion about the knife in his hand.

is indeed only one meter in length, but don't forget, this is a machete, and the entire blade is almost 1.3 meters in length.

The entire blade is shining with extremely brilliant cold light, as if celebrating his new life.

"I think it should have been successful!"

George looked at the cold-blooded scimitar in his hand and said with a smile.

But his voice just fell off, that is, he noticed something was wrong.

Above the cold-blooded scimitar, a colorful light burst out.

It's not right, not only colorful, but also a lot of people who are unable to call the color of light, condensed from the cold-blooded scimitar, but gradually poured into George's body.

George's whole body is under this force, can't help but float in the air, floating in the air without support, and colorfully poured into George's body.

"Yes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com This is the perfusion of cosmic energy, 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 yearning. Being able to see this scene also means that an artifact has been born to recognize the master, which is of great significance to the dwarf clan.

But this time, there is no such benefit, because this is a regenerating artifact to recognize the master, not forged by them themselves, and there is no such kind of bonus from the talent for the dwarves.

"Don't be nervous, auntie, this kind of transformation will be great for George, but it will extend life."

Leo also held tightly the hands of aunt Jenny, who was a little excited on the side, and said soothingly that even if she got Aitri's promise, Jenny still couldn't help being worried about George.

A little golden light flashed in Leo's eyes and looked at George. The cosmic energy around Leo was instantly decomposed into more energy streams in Leo's eyes, but it was so complicated, even if Leo was allowed to go. Look, it's a bit dazzled, but it's still a bit difficult to reproduce.

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

Lao Li was aside, looking at the dreamlike scene in front of him. It was something he had never thought of before. It made him immersed in the cosmic energy, as if just looking at it would gain something.

It is not just Mr. Li, but also Wanda and Pietro on the side. Their eyes are fixed on the colorful cosmic energy surging in George, as if there is really something that can attract them.