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"It's the Hero?! We're saved!!!"
"Goddess above, please bless the hero and help him to break through all darkness!"
Countless prayers filled with hope and excitement merged into one, lingering over the entire outskirts of the royal capital, faintly... coalescing into an invisible call, similar in nature to a hero's awakening ritual, leading towards the center of the royal capital!
Inside the palace, on the bed that exuded a faint fragrance, a soft glow emanated from the sleeping Kalia.
Strands of light, like moonlight, intertwined above his head, coalescing into the illusory shape of rabbit ears.
Still seemingly a little sleepy, its fluffy "rabbit ears" twitched casually, vaguely sensing three relatively pure yet somewhat eerie auras of light on the mountain range where the Warrior's Mark was located.
Hero...who is the hero...again?
A strong drowsiness washed over her again, her thoughts gradually becoming hazy. Before falling asleep again, "Rabbit Ears" could only do whatever she wanted.
The aura of light... She's the one, you can't go wrong with her.
Use the sacred weapon in your hand to tear the enemy they speak of to shreds—whoosh whoosh whoosh.
……
Longzang Mountain Range, near the summit.
The two shadows, one blood-red and one blue, collided repeatedly under the cover of wind and snow, creating intense sparks through the air!
A series of terrifying shockwaves annihilated the blizzard, and the next moment, the two figures in the arena retreated back to their original positions.
"Little Fim, that hero is incredibly powerful; he's already gained the upper hand! — So far, he hasn't launched a single attack; he's been holding back!"
"Time is running out, we may need to retreat."
Apophis was already showing signs of wanting to retreat.
The opponent's strength was simply unfathomable. If it weren't for the fact that the opponent was unwilling to unleash their full power for some reason, they would have already been defeated!
Apophis grew increasingly solemn... What was most terrifying was that this hero was using only a sword... not the sacred artifact that he had secretly bestowed upon his most outstanding yet cowardly great-grandson, granting him some authority for protection.
Did those humans even foresee that it would personally get involved?
"This brave warrior is only defending and not attacking, clearly trying to buy time. Soon, we will be surrounded and captured."
"Unfortunately, we no longer have any means to subdue this hero in a short time—"
Apophis believed that Phim, who had been fighting so closely for so long, should understand the battle situation better than it. The sword trembled, and just as it was about to cut through the space, it found that Phim was holding its hands even tighter, stopping it.
“Little Fim, you…”
His unwavering eyes were fixed on the "hero" before him. His fighting instincts kicked in, causing Fim to move involuntarily, and he spoke softly:
“Fim”.
"There's one more move."
Chapter 118 It is impossible for light and dark forces to appear.
The snowflakes continued to fall.
"Hu, hu, hu..."
Inside the cloak, Dane, drenched in sweat, stared at the greatsword maid before him.
"Is this really a power that a human could possess?" He gripped the blood crystal in his arms with disbelief. "Without this stone, I would have been killed by her with a single sword strike long ago!"
Just from that initial all-out sneak attack, the energy in the blood crystal had already dropped by a full tenth, and now, it had been consumed by more than half!
For a moment, a look of confusion appeared in Dane's eyes.
"Could it be... that I'm the sacrifice for the hero's replacement?"
Who are the people Thanaus hired? Are they just paying to get themselves beaten up?!
“No, impossible.” Dane quickly shook his head, gripping the blood crystal at his chest. Only when he truly harnessed its power did he realize that the “Abyss” power bestowed upon him by Grand Duke Thanaus was far from simple. It even reminded him of the so-called “authority” power of the demons.
It's impossible that the other party would offer such a precious treasure just to make me a sacrifice.
"We need to change our strategy..."
As he mentally calculated the time, Dane's lips gradually relaxed and turned up in a smile.
Even if he couldn't achieve the feat of wiping out the Wolf Mercenary Group, defeating them would be acceptable, since all he needed was public opinion, the kind of public opinion that would attract the hopes of many people!
Just hold on a little longer. If we just hold on a little longer, the Royal Knights should notice the commotion and come up from the mountain road, forming a pincer movement!
At that time, no matter how strong the opponent is, they will only be able to run for their lives.
"Just a little longer, just a little longer..." Dane muttered to himself, trying to boost his morale.
But then, the greatsword maid opposite them suddenly raised her head.
A wisp of light blue hair stood up on his head, seemingly out of nowhere.
The space fell silent for a moment.
Countless glittering points of light floated up in the air, carrying a rich, pure aura that enveloped the girl, as if a powerful and solid aura was reviving, making even the black and white dawn pale in comparison.
"Light, the aura of brightness..."
Dane stood frozen in place.
It's not the power of holy light, but an aura! An aura that shares the same origin as bloodline and is rooted in the essence of the soul... You must know that even the heroes and representatives of humanity throughout history, favored by the goddess, not all possess the aura of light!
Those who possess the aura of light are destined, or have already become, the light of humanity!
Even the Mark of the Hero is, in reality, nothing more than a substitute for the aura of light, used by humans in research.
"You... how could you...?"
With a trembling finger pointing at the vicious mercenary in front of him, just as he was about to say something, Dane's eyes widened again.
Influenced by the aura of light, the jet-black greatsword in the girl's hand instantly revealed a holy white light, as if fading into a pure white and sacred greatsword, with pale golden runes shimmering like the morning sun, rippling with an unprecedentedly pure sword light.
"Again?!"
Dane was shocked for the second time. The inscriptions and shapes looked familiar... they looked exactly like relics from the Holy Church!
Was there any mistake? !
He's the real protagonist of this "contract defense play," right? The director (Thanaus) didn't change the actor, did he? Now he seems like the complete villain!
First, a maid with an aura of light; then, a greatsword that seems to be a sacred artifact?! What's next?!
stirrup--!
A crisp, ethereal tapping sound suddenly rang out in the air.
Familiar and magnificent light intertwined in mid-air, like a goddess's casual glance, or a deep resonance of the soul, falling on the maid as softly yet solidly as a feather.
Dane's body froze completely, witnessing this scene with disbelief and an overwhelming sense of familiarity.
"Courage, the mark of a hero..."
……
A divine power, scorching hot to the point of rage, raged through Darkfrene.
If this sacred weapon of fire had not been forged from concentrated minerals derived from lava volcanoes, it would probably have been unable to withstand such a massive and surging force... Even so, Darkfri's blade was already trembling violently.
No hero has ever been willing or able to concentrate all their strength into a single attack; the immense power comes with an intense burden on the sacred artifact.
"My...my lord, he's dying..."
The blade of Darkfrey let out a mournful cry.
Shana knew that if she didn't unleash her power, all she would face was the power leaking out of thin air and backfiring on her. Even though she had found the root of the problem, she no longer had time to break down the barriers and draw out another power.
Countless wolves sneered as they awaited the final, struggling strike. Once the power of the blow was completely neutralized, they would complete their final decapitation operation.
As the soaring chant drew to a close, Shana's tone became more serious than ever before; at this moment, her "chuunibyou" (adolescent delusions of grandeur) seemed to merge with "reality."
"O darkness that obscures the light, O flame that embraces the night, bear my name, Crimson, and unleash the strike I have sanctioned!"
"The gaze of the abyss opens its eyes at this moment, the brilliance of the starry sky crumbles here—dance! Dance! Dance! Tear the shackles of night, shatter the arrogance of day!"
"At this moment, at the intersection of end and creation, lies the judgment of the power of chaos! — One slash..."
With all one's energy and spirit focused on a single point, the blade becomes so hot it cuts through the vacuum.
Just as the blade was about to strike, a beam of light shot into the sky, and at that moment, the shackles binding Shana shattered—
Almost before he could even sense it, an unprecedentedly terrifying energy surged forth from his body like a torrent, and then, as if attracted by a magnet, poured into the Darkfried in his hand once more.
It was incredibly dark and deep, carrying an endless desire, and it surged together with the sacred power within the holy sword!
"This...this is?!"
Darkfrey was utterly shocked. He never imagined that Shana's body contained a power that should never have existed in any conflict—an incredibly dense magical force!
“This is impossible!” Darkfrey nearly cried out.
How could such completely conflicting and contradictory powers as holy power and magical power exist in one person?! This is absolutely impossible!!!
It's important to understand that even Apophis, as a demonic sword, can only perform equal "conversions," rather than having both powers coexist within its body—is this really something a human can do?
The next moment, something even more shocking happened to Darkfrey.
The pure and holy power of light and the rich and profound dark magic, two energies that should have been mutually exclusive and violent, merged together the moment they met, as if blood and milk were being mixed.
A chaotic color leaped from the tip of the blade, and even more terrifyingly, the surrounding energy was immediately devoured and amplified the moment it approached!
Amidst the scorching heat of the raging wind and snow, under the wolves' gazes that shifted from laughter to fear, and atop the mountain, a contractual barrier, awakened by a sense of crisis, trembled—
The red-haired girl raised her long sword high and slashed down.
What finally came into the wolf's view was a chaotic color that could devour even light.
And a pair—
Like a crimson... demonic eye containing endless desire.
Chapter 119 This attack even annihilated the mountain range.
the other side.
A radiant aura soared into the sky.