Sword of the King.

This was an ordinary weapon.

It did not have a powerful attack power, only a gorgeous appearance.

However, this sword had a powerful effect.

It could increase all attributes of all members of the party by 100%!

At this moment, the situation was reversed.

Timus suddenly reached out his right hand and grabbed Ragnaros's hand.

Ragnaros turned pale with fright. He wanted to pull his hand out, but he realized he could not.

Timus's hand was like the strongest iron pincers, tightly gripping Ragnaros, making him unable to move.

"How is this possible! You were clearly about to die just now, why did this happen!"

Ragnaros's face was filled with disbelief.

Meanwhile, Timus revealed a faint smile.

"I don't know what happened either, I only know that my entire body is filled with power now!"

The burnt skin on his body peeled off piece by piece, revealing brand new skin.

His eyes regained their vigor.

His body regained its strength.

Everything was restored to its original state, or even... he was stronger than before!

If the game's data were used to show this.

Timus's HP had increased by 100%, so his HP was now half full.

If his maximum HP was 10,000, and his dying state was 1.

Then his HP had recovered to 10,001!

Not only that, his attack, defense, recovery ability, resistance, movement speed...

All of his stats had doubled!

In other words, the current Timus was much stronger than before he was injured!

Moreover, all of this was only because of the Sword of the King in Mike's hands!

"Although I'm not sure if it's because of this, but...

"It's all thanks to you."

Timus smiled at Mike, then turned to look at Ragnaros again.

Ragnaros noticed Timus's gaze.

He also realized who Timus meant by "You".

He wanted to turn to look at the human he had ignored before.

However, he had no chance.

Timus waved the Greatsword of Meredith in his hand and slashed directly at Ragnaros's neck.

Subsequently, his head flew high into the air, and he could no longer see anything.

When the head fell to the ground, a huge fire immediately ignited from the head.

Ragnaros's body fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

Timus slowly turned his head, and the fire behind his back caused his black hair to look red.

"Teacher, it's all thanks to you this time. Otherwise, I might have died."

He slowly walked over and handed the Sword of Meredith to Mike.

Mike took the Sword of Meredith in a daze and watched as Timus walked toward the iron sword that was stuck in the ground.

The color of the iron sword was no longer as red as before.

After it cooled down, the iron sword turned gray and looked like a stone sword.

The blade of the sword was full of small and big holes, and there were some tiny cracks on the sword.

Timus carefully pulled the sword out of the ground and fell into deep thought as he looked at the sword.

Mike had just come back to his senses and slowly leaned over.

He came behind Timus and patted his shoulder.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking if my sword weapon is too limited." Timus still looked at the "Stone sword" in his hand and said softly, "Or should I learn a few more ways to use the weapon?"

In this battle, Timus clearly realized the narrowness of his way of thinking.

He should not only use the sword, or rather, not be limited to the sword's way of fighting.

He realized that shields and umbrellas could also play an important role in battle.

Mike was silent. He did not know what to say now.

This matter might require Timus to think for himself and come to a conclusion.

However, Timus was a genius.

He quickly figured it out.

"Teacher, I want to learn how to use all weapons!"

Mike was slightly stunned. He suddenly felt that everything was very dreamy.

There seemed to be a mysterious connection between the parallel worlds.

Everything was so different, but in the end, they ended up in the same direction.

Timus in this world was obviously very frivolous, but he now gave off a different feeling.

He was a tad bit similar to the Timus in the game.

Timus in this world only knew how to use a sword, but now he wanted to learn all weapons.

Mike frowned slightly and asked a very important question.

"Why do you want to learn how to use all weapons?"

Timus's eyes flashed with a bright light as he answered without thinking.

"Because I want to become stronger. I want to have more strategies and combat methods in battle. I don't want to be limited by weapons. I want to..."

Timus quickly voiced out many of his thoughts, but Mike shook his head and interrupted him.

"Learning all the weapons in the world is so that there will be no more weapons in the world."

Mike told Timus what he had said in the parallel world.

Hearing this, Timus's shoulders trembled slightly.

The fire and excitement in his eyes gradually disappeared and turned into confusion.

Learning all the weapons in the world so that there would be no more weapons in the world?

Wasn't that very contradictory?

The current Timus did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

Though Mike knew that Timus would understand it sooner or later.

Although Timus still did not understand the meaning of these words, he knew that Mike was teaching him.

So he still nodded, memorized this sentence first, and did not refute.

After looking at Timus, Mike lowered his head and stared at the Umbrella of Meredith in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly made a decision.

He slowly stretched out his hand and handed the Umbrella of Meredith to Timus.

Timus was slightly stunned when he saw this scene.

"Teacher, what do you mean?"

"I'll lend you this weapon first. Didn't you say that you want to learn how to use all the weapons in the world?"

Mike said with a smile.

In this world, as long as it did not involve gods, Mike was confident that he could protect his life.

Even if he met a mage, he did not have to worry. As long as Mike kept traveling with Timus, Timus could release a protective shield to defend against the magic attacks.

Therefore, this was a win-win decision.

Looking at Mike's face, Timus was slightly moved.

He nodded solemnly, took the weapon, and said seriously,

"Teacher, thank you for your half and your teaching!"