A dark red magic light filled with murderous intent flowed out from the black magic sword in Siegfried's hand.

Holding this magic sword in his hand, the aura of the sea of corpses and blood on Siegfei's body became more and more intense, like an iron-blooded monarch who came to the battlefield, indifferently staring at the land of millions of corpses and thousands of miles of blood.

Thousands of years ago, Siegfried's ancestor, the great dragon slayer Nibelungen, wielded this magic sword and slew many dragons, created a dynasty, and shined in the Battle of the Dawn.

Only a peerless powerhouse with such a magnificent spirit can conquer the proud and powerful Elder Dragons.

And this magic sword has also been named an epic and has become a legendary-level weapon in the mainland.

Balmunch, in the ancient dragon language, symbolizes "war and destruction".

After the Battle of the Dawn, the Nibelungen left the continent of Icadia and disappeared from sight, and the magic sword that had followed him to immortal feats was also lost, becoming a legend written by later poets.

Today, this magic sword has finally reappeared on the continent, and its first opponent is the holy sword [Durandal], which is also an epic weapon.

The wind cruising in the mountains stopped for some time, as if the furious north wind also felt boundless fear in front of this ancient magic sword, and did not dare to speak out timidly.

The sky suddenly darkened.

A cloudy cloud hovered over the mountain peak above the two of them, completely obscuring out the sunlight.

In the clouds, there was a faint heart-stopping dragon moan echoing, accompanied by a zigzag lightning, and the electric light was as red as blood.

A red flash of lightning fell from the sky.

The crescent-shaped divine sword qi and the red lightning struck each other, annihilating and shattering each other.

Roland gripped the hilt of the Holy Cross Sword tightly with both hands, staring at the dark red luster that seemed to have solidified on the Demon Sword's blood trough, even though the paladin's heart had always been as firm as iron, he also felt a thrill at this moment.

Legend has it that the magic sword Balmonk is an alchemical weapon specially crafted to slay dragons.

Every time it sucks the blood of a dragon, its magic grows stronger.

How many dragons had to bathe in the blood of this magic sword to dye the body of this magic sword so deep dark red?

Roland didn't dare to imagine.

But he can't be afraid at this moment, let alone retreat.

The battle between the knights of the Sanctuary Domain, once the momentum is lost, it will be difficult to turn the tables.

What's more, he also has an epic weapon in his hands.

If Roland just didn't want to lose just now, then now, he can't lose.

Armed with the Sword of Eternity, he bears the honor and hope of all paladins throughout the ages.

Even if it wasn't for the sake of the Holy Empire, just to defend the glory that the holy sword in his hand once had, Roland would never allow himself to lose to a dragon veiner, or a dragon vein who also held an epic weapon.

"Come, son of the Nibelungen. ”

Roland said in a deep voice, gathering the magic power of his whole body and infusing it into the Holy Cross Sword in his hand.

The surface of the ancient cross sword was covered with a layer of golden ripples, and the blade of the sword, which was as clear as silver, trembled slightly, emitting a light and pleasant humming sound, like the strings of a bard, playing and singing a poem in praise of light.

After feeling the pressure of the magic sword in front of him, the will of the Eternal Holy Sword, which had been sleeping for thousands of years, seemed to have finally awakened.

A sacred, sublime, ethereal and transcendent aura rose from the blade of the holy sword [Durandal].

Although it is not as murderous and majestic as the magic power emitted by the Dragon Slayer Demon Sword, it is better than endless and eternal.

The awakened Divine Sword recognized the Dragon Slayer Sword in front of him, which was once a comrade-in-arms and an old enemy.

In the face of the opponent's arrogant provocation, the holy sword did not hesitate to respond with a high-spirited battle intent.

The golden brilliance spread from the blade to the hilt, enveloping Roland's entire body.

The paladin's body trembled, and he looked up and down in surprise, and found that all the mental and physical exhaustion and pain he had suffered from the days of hard fighting had disappeared like dust swept away by flowing water.

Not only that, Roland also felt that the magic power of his whole body was sublimated and transcended under the baptism of the eternal sword's breath, and he hit a higher realm.

He couldn't help but lift his spirits, his long sword shook, and the surging divine power came out of his body.

A pillar of holy light erupted from his feet and rose into the air, rendering a corner of the heavens into a sacred gold, standing in tandem with the dark red electric clouds that flowed.

In the face of this sacred aura, any knight will involuntarily give birth to a sense of worship and reverence.

Siegfried was not affected in any way, but tilted his head slightly, and a different color flashed in his golden dragon pupils, "Durandal? Paladin's sword is a bit interesting. ”

Roland put on a divine sword technique starting style, his expression was solemn, "Yes, then now, do you have the consciousness to gamble your life and the honor of the sword in your hand, and fight my life and death?" ”

He stared at Siegfei's eyes clear, like a washed mirror, without any distractions, "I will defeat you here, Dragon Veiner, and the magic sword in your hand, in the name of the holy sword in my hand, life or death." ”

Yes, this battle has developed to the present, and it has nothing to do with the race of the family and the country, nor does it have anything to do with self-interest.

And even this is not just a battle between the two, but a glorious battle between two epic swords.

Zieg raised the long sword in his hand, his eyes burning, "From three days ago to now, you finally said something that is still a gentleman, girls." ”

"But I declare in advance, the person who wins in the end must be me, as for you, don't cry and let your mother call you home for dinner, even if you are worthy of Paladin. A hint of mockery crossed Siegfried's eyes.

The front finger of the black magic sword is parallel to the eternal sword, far away from each other, and they do not back down from each other.

The moment the two knights' eyes met, they both read the pure pride and fighting spirit that belonged to the warriors in each other's eyes.

The mountains became extremely quiet, there was not a single sound of wind, the woods stopped swaying, and the demonic beasts lurking in the snowy mountains held their breath, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

The hustle and bustle of the day has quietly moved away from here, and the two who seem to dare not disturb the duel will pave the way for the upcoming epic showdown.

Fighting broke out without warning.

Ziegfei arched his body, kicked his legs, his feet were filled with smoke and dust, and he jumped high with a bouncing force that did not belong to humans, and instantly came to a height of 100 meters, falling like a meteorite, and slammed into Roland with a roar that pierced through the air.

The most powerful thing about the dragon veins is undoubtedly their incredible physical strength, once they fight hand-to-hand, the powerhouses of the same level can only be ravaged.

The force comparable to the siege trebuchet smashed down with a thunderous roar on the ground, and the rocky ground caved down like a curled white paper, forming a huge crater with a diameter of ten meters.

Smoke and dust billowed and shattered rocks shot out like arrows, and the strength of the top-level dragon veiners was evident.

However, the powerful blow did not hit the target, and Roland dodged before Ziggy could hit the ground, leaping into the air and deftly dodging into the rocky corner.

His body was as light as a feather, and his footsteps stepped on a rock that flew out, and he flipped downwards with the help of his strength, and Huanghuang slashed at Siegfei below.

The sword light of the Eternal Sword flashed in the sky, and the sword light illuminated the earth covered in smoke and dust, like a waterfall hanging in the sky, pouring thousands of miles and being unstoppable.