"In your eyes, your enemy is me, the one who defeated and humiliated you, and only by defeating us can you prove yourself. Roland stood up, his expression calming down,

"But do you know who my enemies are? It's an annoying fate, and unlike people like you, I've done everything I can to survive. ”

Roland narrowed his eyes, "People like you, a weak person who has never been born to fight against fate, will never be as good as me, not as good as Diana, and not even as good as Morning Star." ”

"The Lord has subjected the world to true darkness so that the world may know what light means. Roland tilted his head, closed his eyes, and chanted.

A ray of sunlight shone on his body, and the light seeped into every pore of him, giving off a holy and ethereal smell.

Rommel's face changed drastically, because he felt that the magic fluctuations pouring out of Roland's body were actually intensifying, far more than before.

Isn't that possible, this guy has been hiding his strength before?

Shocked and furious, Rommel raised his dragon spear, and the black spear stabbed Roland like lightning, which was the full force of the dragon veiner's blow, powerful enough to pierce the iron shield.

Roland had lost his weapon, and it stands to reason that he could not withstand this shot at all.

Roland opened his eyes, and the divine power poured into the hilt of the remaining cross sword, and then, a brand new long sword appeared in his hand, and the light emitted was more dazzling than ever.

A golden sword of light.

Bursts of exclamations converged into an ocean, and the entire arena was shocked by the sudden change.

The sword of light that Roland held in his hand shook everyone, and the breath of divine light infected all the audience, and it was deeply imprinted in their souls ever since.

"The materialization of magic is a sign of entering the Sanctuary. On the judges' bench, Fastia was moved.

This peerless powerhouse, who had become a sword master many years ago, couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart when he saw this light that exuded the meaning of the rising sun, and he was like a child who saw a fresh toy.

Morgan was much calmer than he was, but there was a reassuring smile in his eyes.

The High Priest drew a cross on his chest, "Praise the brilliance." ”

The emperor's expression was very indifferent, and there was not much joy revealed, the Church of Light has an extra Sacred Domain powerhouse, which may be a good thing for the empire, but not necessarily for the royal family.

On the observation deck, Heine said to Ora with a shocked expression, "Roland can actually materialize magic power, has he become a sword master?"

Ola carefully observed the Sword of Light in Roland's hand, "This is indeed a Sacred Domain-level power, but it is not a Sword Saint in the true sense, it can only be said that he has stepped into the threshold of the Sacred Domain with half a foot." ”

However, even if it was only a half-step Sanctuary, it was enough to shock the world.

Roland was only in his early twenties this year, and he had actually stepped into the Holy Domain, and this news would definitely shock the entire continent in the near future.

The middle-aged man's face was calm, but his right hand, which hung down at his side, inadvertently clenched into a fist.

The dragon spear was bounced away without any fancy, and Roland just waved his lightsaber lightly, his movements were dashing and freehand, as if it were just brushing away an oncoming willow branch, but it shook back the black spear that was enough to crack the mountain and crack the rock.

If it was just now, all the audience would probably be surprised to close their mouths, but now seeing this scene, everyone has a natural feeling in their hearts at the same time, and no one feels unnatural.

The Sanctuary, as the ultimate pursuit of all martial arts powerhouses, is the symbol of the strongest force of human beings, and what it represents is the ultimate in strength and the pinnacle of skill.

The warriors who have stepped into the Sanctuary have completely integrated the lever of the body with the fulcrum of the magic power, and the use of magic power is as natural as breathing for them, and even easier than that of ordinary magicians, who can turn the magic stored in their bodies into real weapons.

In the face of this realm, any skill is no longer meaningful.

Rommel's body couldn't help but stiffen for a moment, of course he knew what this scene in front of him meant, but he quickly regained his composure, and his expression became cold again.

What about the Sanctuary? I am a dragon vein, with the noblest and most top-notch bloodline in the continent, how can a mortal like an ant be compared to the descendants of a giant dragon?

The black spear roared and attacked again.

At the moment when the Dragon's Spear stabbed out, several attack spells had already beckoned, including the flame-based [Sunfire], the frost-type [Frost], the natural [Winding], the electric attribute [Paralysis], and the arcane-type [Aurora].

In just an instant, the Dragon Vein Warlock unleashed five different types of low-level magic skills, and the eyelids of the magicians in the field jumped.

The golden light bloomed, condensing in front of Roland into a swirling triangular shield.

Elemental and natural magic were directly blocked, and only the piercing [Aurora] ignored the defense of the Holy Light Shield and successfully hit Roland.

However, with this level of arcane energy alone, or after being weakened by the Holy Light, how could it be possible to harm a Sacred Domain-level powerhouse?

Roland didn't even raise his sword, he raised his hand slightly, and the light shield suddenly exploded, and the burst of divine power directly bounced the war spear back along with his master.

Rommel staggered back, his face pale, his hand trembling as he held his spear.

Years ago, when faced with that woman, he was not as fearful and angry as he is now.

Isn't it just to spend so much time and work hard for so long just to achieve the ultimate victory, to trample the sun of the empire in front of you under your feet, and to make the people of the entire continent recognize your strength?

However, all these beautiful visions seem to have been wiped out by the lightsaber that appeared in Roland's hand.

How could he be willing!

A violent roar sounded, and a cold ice wind blew around Rommel's body, countless ice edges appeared, snowflakes fell, and the extreme cold descended, like a precursor to a blizzard.

【Winter God Ritual】

The hand holding the spear oozed blood, and Rommel swung the family's treasured equipment and smashed it at Roland in the thick of the wind and snow.

Rommel's blood-red eyes glared at him, and the spear emitted an ancient dragon roar, echoing the snowflakes and ice edges formed by the [Ritual of the Winter God], approaching the paladin's body.

Roland shook his head.

The sword of light was raised, and the flames climbed along the spine of the sword, but this time, the flames that appeared were no longer warm as the golden gold, but pale with the smell of cold judgment.

The night watchmen of the Inquisition will undoubtedly be very familiar with the sacred flame of this color, the flame of destruction, the fire of the Lord's sanction for those who fall into purgatory.

The pale flame-encircled lightsaber slashed at the air in front of him, and the cold flames illuminated the entire arena into a snow-white color, obviously a flame, but it was colder than the ice and snow summoned by Rommel, giving people a chilling feeling.

Divine Sword Style--- Pale Justice

The tide of white flames blended with the breath of the winter god, and looking down from the top of the arena, the colorless ice and snow rushed in the white flames, and the sky and the earth were so white that it was impossible to distinguish what was fire and what was ice.

Ice and fire magically coincide to play a long song of ice and fire.

In the ode to fire and ice, the notes of the cold snow became muffled, and the ice wind died down, and the ice edges evaporated into nothingness before the flames released by the Pale Justice.

In the world of ice and fire, lightsabers and spears collided together, and with a loud bang, a circle of white flame ripples vibrated out from the center of the intersection of the two weapons, slapping against the stone wall of the arena, causing the protective barrier to flicker and darken.

"It's over!" Roland withdrew his arm, the golden sword light disappeared, his hand was empty, the power of [Pale Justice] was extremely huge, even the hilt of the sword could not withstand the power of the holy flame, and in just one round, it was burned to ashes.

The battle between the dragon veiner and the paladin was only in the first round of the two sides' all-out shots, and the winner was decided.

Rommel was knocked out of the way, lying on his back on the hot sand, and the dragon's spear was stuck alone in the sand, like a black dead log.