"Holy Light, do you see that enemy......

I got down on one knee and prayed sincerely, but not to any god.

The pure Light, the Light of redemption, the Light that casts out chaos and returns to order, I believe in the Light as I approve of the Law.

There is no justice in power itself, but what power can bring is its value.

Carolan, the Lord of Light, has brought the Light to the world, and I despise this egoless server of divine power, and I have been hostile to the Templar Church favored by the Light, but I have never despised the Light itself.

Because I know the background and practical significance of the birth of the Light......

"In the long dark night, pure light is the only hope for the weak, even if the messenger who brought the holy light has deteriorated, but the holy light still gives the world the power to protect it."

The golden brilliance is produced in the clasped hands, the light of hope is sublimated into the light of protection, but everything has just begun.

I have read the history of Carolan who brought the Holy Light to the world, and in the long history of the Templar Church was born, and from which the Paladins and the Priests of the Light appeared, in order to banish the endless spirits and demons, and to protect the fragile mortals, I respect and worship such Carolan.

But he fell, and after he succeeded, what is the difference between giving up on himself and dying......

What is even more fatal is that when the Light loses its ego, when the Templar Church loses its impartial guide, pure authority eventually turns into excessive arrogance, and the Templar Church and the Light's teachings after the outbreak of original sin have deviated from the original way of protection.

The holy priest no longer wandered the villages and fields to heal the ailments of the peasants and the wounds of the warriors who guarded the towns, but lived in the splendid cathedral and enjoyed the devotion of the peasants. but only baptism and service for the nobles and kings, and banishment of those innocuous minor ailments.

What is even worse is that the authority of the Templar Church has fallen on those bishops who have not left the house instead of accumulating merit and spending time in the church headquarters. But it can go higher than bleeding and sweating on the front line.

The descendants of the heroes of the past, by blood, stood above the front-line combat paladins and priests of the Holy Light, the pious faith and the practice of the Holy Light Divine Arts, were replaced by cumbersome religious ceremonies, the hard work of war was not a word of slander, the practice of ten years of penance was not flattery at the cocktail party, and the essence of the Holy Light as the guardian light was forgotten by the descendants of the heroes.

The glorious ones on the stage of the temple are only clergy in gorgeous robes. When the popes have changed from warriors to politicians who are good at speculation, when real warriors consciously retreat to the rear because they are covered in blood, is there something that has deteriorated?

"Since there is no past and no present and no future, then, first of all, let us trace the past, the nature of the Light...... Carolan's Spear! ”

Held in the hand. It was a relic that was taken from Asteria, when Carolan, the god of light, was still human. The worn-out iron spear used.

The sharp tip of the spear has been sharpened to the point of obtuseness by time, and the unadorned spear is a purely mass-produced weapon, but this spear, which accompanies every moment of Carolan's difficult journey in pursuit of the Light, is his weapon of protection to break through difficult obstacles, and is the highest lost relic in the history of the Templar Church.

I held an iron spear. But he didn't intend to use him as a weapon, and with a finger slashing at the base of the spear, the front part of the spear was reduced to ashes in the blazing flames, and the end of the spear fell.

"The sharp tip of the spear has been decayed by time, but this spear handle. But it can still symbolize the origin of the Light......."

The holiest spear has returned to history, and all that remains is the inconspicuous tail of the iron rod.

The material of the epic weapon is very important, but even more important is the "idea" that integrates the material and the "concept", which is the theory of the creation of the epic weapon, and it is the root of its power.

In Hades, the Light of Salvation represents the concept of "time", and the core concept of my Holy Light Martial Arts is naturally also the process of the Holy Light in the long river of time, that is, the past, present, and future of the Holy Light......

The wreckage of the wreckage of the Vessel of Origin of the Holy Light, what could be more suitable than it to represent the past of the Holy Light!

"The past of the Holy Light has been the Guardian Light, and it has always been...... But even in the long darkness of the night, our guardian knights have never forgotten to seek the guidance of the light.

The clasped hands were opened, the pious light was ignited in the palms, and the gloom of the abyss was dispelled by pillars of light that reached to the end of the sky.

I like history, because only by reading history can I understand that even though the upper echelons of the Templar Church have become corrupt, the Knights of the Light are still fulfilling the original way of protection.

Years ago, the first ancient paladins fought to protect their homeland and their people, and since then, the knights of the Holy Light have never been absent when the world encounters catastrophe and calamity.

In front of me, the old warhammer, which represents protection and redemption, slowly floats in the air.

When the flame of destruction and rebirth burned on the hammer, and the artifact warhammer ushered in its own end and rebirth, my feelings were conflicted, painful, but also joyful and joyful.

"Even if time passes, the inheritance of the path of the Holy Light Guardian has never been lost, that is, the form is transformed, the holy relic is self-destructed, and the will to protect the path will still be passed on......"

The flames dispersed, leaving only the silver head of the warhammer in the air.

I let go of the hilt of the spear, and it flew into the sky on its own, colliding with the hammer.

"Bell!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded to me as holy bells, but the demons and demons around me were in pain like thunder.

In the next moment, the holy light ignited the whole world, except for the bearer of the holy light, everyone lost their hearing and sight.

Sharol's newly recovered eyes had exploded directly, a large amount of blood erupted from his ears, and his body was full of the smell of burning, and those unlucky demons who were involved were directly vaporized by those who were close to each other, and those who were far away could probably save a life.

And not only the enemy suffered a strong blow......

The purgatory demi-Makassio lay on the ground and wailed in pain, the purgatory-incarnated magic patterns and organs turned into burned black ashes in the brilliance, the fallen angel rolled up his black wings and wept, and all that flowed on his beautiful face were drops of black blood and tears, and the fallen angel who was arrogant was full of panic and despair, like a helpless child in a desperate situation.

After glancing at it, I could only shake my head helplessly, now, I don't have the extra energy to help others, and it's not the time to think too much.

I reached out to meet the slowly falling orb of light.

"This ...... What is this......"

A grief fell to the ground, still having the strength to ask my doubts, but I had no intention of answering.

Even though the pierced ears and melted eardrums certainly couldn't hear anything, manipulating the fusion of the two epic materials was beyond my limits, and speaking had become a luxury.

When I touched the ball of light, it was only a moment before the brilliance dissipated, and in my hand was a broken sword with only the hilt.

The hilt of the sword is the handle of the previous spear, and the upper body of the sword is the part of the hammer.

There is no decoration, and there is no need for decoration, the cylindrical hilt, simple and primitive, attracts the eyes of countless supreme beings.

I raised the hilt of my sword, and the endless light rose behind me, as if a rising sun was slowly rising behind me.

"Sure enough, that's all it takes......."

Even if the idea and "concept" of creating an epic weapon have been achieved, the lack of two functional core materials and the lack of an artifact of light that represents the "future" can only create such a semi-finished product.

“…… But that's enough! ”

The hilt of the sword fell slowly, the tip of the broken sword was empty, but the famous Sharol was howling and crying in despair, he knew that when the broken sword fell, his end had come.

The moment the blade of the sword was swung, everyone's vision was once again robbed of the brilliance, and when the brilliance dissipated, only the black ashes that represented Sharol's existence were left in place.

A gust of wind blows, the ashes disperse, and the once bloody generals have become history.

At this time, I had the energy to answer Sharol's inquiries and say the name of the Holy Light in my heart.

"This is 'Dawn', the Dawn of the Holy Sword." (To be continued......)

PS: Unconsciously 600 chapters, thank you for your support along the way, especially for your understanding and support in our confused period