Bright has always been crowned with justice, but sometimes in times of real crisis, it is unable to exert its true strength, which makes people helpless.

Existence is truth, and the ending must have an origin, but now time is pressing.

The Sword of Light of Stigmata, if it can't activate its own power and exert its power in the hands of the prince, then everything here will be like a dream, and the flames of war will break out in Farin, and all this is not what Arthur wants to see.

Listening to the voice of all things can communicate with all beings, hidden in the enlightenment of everything, but now it cannot connect Arthur and the Holy Sword itself.

The Holy Sword EXcalibur and the Stigmata Sword of Light fought once, and although the Stigmata lost, the characteristics of the two swords themselves were different. Strength does not necessarily speak for itself.

Arthur stood by and looked at the wall in a daze in a huff, at this time he couldn't help it, he hadn't encountered an unsolvable situation, but now there was really no way out, it was impossible to say that he was not in a hurry, there was still a fierce confrontation outside, he could only watch here now, waiting for Landulsian to come out, and he could only face it.

Sana on the side vaguely guessed the reason, walked over and glanced at the holy sword on the ground, she didn't know this sword, but vaguely knew that this sword was extraordinary.

The whole body is white, it is a very delicate and beautiful two-handed long sword, the sword body is not wide or narrow, there is a hollow slender blood groove in the middle, and the blades on both sides of the outer side of the sword body exude a scorching light with unknown special materials.

On the inside, the mixed essence stone is matched with mythril, and the combination of the two emits a white light with different color differences, and the internal force is carved with a white magic pattern like frost.

The atmosphere of the hilt of the sword extends from the internal force, and the two spiral-shaped guards are carved into the shape of angels, which is simply lifelike.

The gauntlet presents a golden back with a huge white magic gem "Holy Angel Protection", which contains a rare light power in the world, the legend is the crystallization of the angel after the fall, it is cut perfectly, just right inlaid on the hilt, in the original ten sword body added a few more points.

Sana saw this sword, stunned for a moment, lowered her head and picked up the sword, the weight is about 7 pounds, it is not heavy in the two-handed sword, it is suitable for most people to use It is decent, the only thing that seems to be a little lacking is that there is no strength to add to the body, like holding a small branch and not showing any confidence.

The weapon in the hand is the confidence on the battlefield, and the person who holds a powerful weapon can give the user confidence, and the stronger the weapon, the stronger the belief in the heart.

That's why Su Xia, who has crossed over, can adapt to the battlefield so quickly, even if it is very simple for him to kill people on the battlefield now, because he has the holy sword in his hand, and the holy sword of the name of Broken Gang is invincible on the battlefield, and no one can look directly at the power of the holy sword without a weapon of the same level.

But although this sword has weight in the hand, it cannot bring any faith to the user.

"This sword... What the hell—" Sana looked at Arthur suspiciously.

She didn't directly question the reason, because she wasn't sure if Arthur would say it, after all, she was not Arthur's descendant, and it would be difficult to take back some words if she asked them at will, although the two were grasshoppers on a rope, Arthur had a better temper, but his life still depended on him.

Arthur, who was speechless, sighed, and there was nothing bad to say.

"This sword may be sealed, or you may not want to lend me power... Anyway, now it's stronger than scrap metal, and the name of the holy weapon sword is useless, which makes people very annoyed. ”

Arthur finished finding a stone to sit on it, pondering how to deal with the protective shell on the outside of Landusian, there was still a little time, and it was not hopeless.

Sana was just a shadow elf and knew a little about human weapons, but they were all from books, and she had nothing she could do to help Arthur with any other way to help her, except to decipher the words on the wall as soon as possible to see if there were any new discoveries.

She approached Arthur from behind, and the longsword in her hand sent some forward to give it to Arthur. Arthur looked defenseless with his back to her, and a hint of malice crossed Sana's mind, if...

It was only a moment before she gave up this inexplicable idea, Sana didn't know that Landusian's power was already faintly affecting her, but Arthur had a strong natural affinity in him, and Landusian's spiritual influence was far less powerful than he imagined.

Arthur sensed a voice behind him, and knew that Sana was going to return the holy sword to him, so he didn't pay attention to it at all. He stretched out his hand and waited for Sana to return the sword to him. Sana hesitated for a moment, and Arthur's hand rubbed the edge of the edge carelessly, and the holy sword was extremely sharp and fastidious.

Arthur's flat palm brushed the blade of the sword, and a bloody streak appeared in Arthur's palm, and the holy sword was dyed a hint of red.

"Hm..." Arthur was stunned for a moment, it didn't hurt if it hurt, after all, it was the body of a white dragon, and this little injury would be fine for a while, so he didn't take it to heart.

With a hint of doubt, Arthur glanced back, Sana panicked, and faintly blamed herself in her heart.

How could there be such an unrealistic and humiliating idea? Getting along with people equally, Arthur is more convenient with people, and he is kind, he is a good person and a good person who has never been, although there are occasionally some problems, but it is difficult to resist his charm.

"I'm sorry... I—" Sana hurriedly explained.

Arthur shook his head and glanced at Landusian's heart.

"It's okay, and I don't blame you. ”

Sana set the sword aside, tore a few rags from the clothes underneath her, and walked around Arthur to half-crouch in front of him to bandage the wounds on his hands.

Arthur lowered his head slightly, but he was thinking about something else, Sana felt a little guilty in her heart, Arthur lowered her head again, thinking that he was looking at her, and was even more ashamed, from the red neck to the back of his ears.

The two were embarrassed.

"Why are you so red-faced. ”

Arthur's thoughts flew back, and Sana's face was about to be watered. Their age difference is hundreds of years, and Sana has always been cold, after all, she eats more salt than Arthur and the rice and salt in his previous life.

Emotional intelligence is such a thing, Arthur occasionally shakes his wit, and he doesn't have any crooked thoughts about Sana, it is undeniable that Sana is an elf clan and looks like a country and a city, and her ears are sharp and crystal clear, and she wants to make people kiss each other. But this kind of environment and atmosphere, Arthur really didn't have any ideas.

Sana didn't know what to say, and after bandaging it, she didn't speak, and hurriedly turned away, pretending to be looking at the walls around her.

The woman's heart was needled, Arthur looked at Sana's back and pouted.

Suddenly, a white light erupted from the Stigmata Light Sword, and a special magic array erupted from the bottom of the Holy Sword, enveloping Arthur.

The golden light disappeared, and when Sana turned around, Arthur had already passed out, and the holy sword next to him emitted a milky white light.

Powerful, majestic, exuding this powerful sense of oppression.

The stigmata of light was inexplicably activated, Sana glanced at Arthur's scratched hand, and then glanced at the body of the holy sword, and roughly guessed some possibility,