第四章交易(2/7)

                                                                                                                                              
                                                                                                                                                                他贪婪的注视着前方那把剑，心头浮现出一个想法。
                                                                                                                                                                史达夫将莫拉格斯放下，朝着那把剑走了过去。、“将军！？”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                莫拉格斯叫住了他。
                                                                                                                                                                “不用担心，我大概猜到了如何收服这把剑了！不，不是收服……而是，交易！”
                                                                                                                                                                史达夫摆摆手，步伐坚定的朝着那把剑走去，在接近到三米之内的时候，一股黑气再次从剑柄的宝石里钻了出来，然后化作一条蛟龙，盘旋在剑上，虎视眈眈的盯着史达夫。
                                                                                                                                                                “黑暗之剑啊，我知道你有自己的意识，你想要吧！生命，血肉，灵魂……”
                                                                                                                                                                史达夫裂开嘴，将手里的巨剑抛到一边，张开双手大声的呐喊着。
                                                                                                                                     

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