The long sword traveled a long distance through the air, and came to the hunter with the roar of the sea monster and the sound of the waves. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Magellan was ready for victory, and when he got the chance to aim his sword at the hunter, the outcome was already sealed.

Then the hunter swings his sword.

A loud roar rang through Magellan's mind, and his soul lost its self-control for a moment.

A deepest pain swept through all of Magellan's senses, and at that moment, a part of his soul dissipated, was cut off, and was shattered.

Magellan used his reason beyond the limits of human beings to regain his body, and at that moment, he was opening his mouth to let out a terrible howl.

The pain has not dissipated, and will even be engraved on his soul forever.

This is an opportunity.

The hunters have slackened.

He seemed to know very well what Magellan was facing, and if Magellan was crushed by pain, then it was only natural for the hunter to relax now, but the reality was not the case, Magellan had already regained his senses.

But when he raised his sword, he found that the blade of the sea water had not appeared.

The sword has broken and the sea monster has been killed.

It was the death of the longsword that brought deep pain to the soul, and Magellan finally realized it at this time.

"Professor Moriarty has long since disappeared into the darkness of Ridu," the hunter put away his sword and faced Magellan, who had just fallen to the ground, "There is no need for this battle to continue. ”

"Goodbye then, hunter. ”

Magellan laughed and pinched the short sword in his hand into powder. After the death of the sea monster's soul, it was nothing more than a fragile shell, shattered at the touch of a button.

He turned to leave.

"Professor Magellan, I never fail, this is the will of the essence. ”

"The power in you is indeed very interesting, but the word essence is too general for it. ”

An eerie wave suddenly appeared, accompanied by a voice.

"Of course, there's no denying that that's powerful, right?"

"Athena?"

The world froze, Magellan's body stopped at the moment he lifted his foot, but his consciousness was still free.

Only Athena can move and walk through this painting.

"Maybe you yourself don't realize how angry your soul is at this defeat and won't even wait for a second," Athena walked up to Magellan and put her hand on his shoulder, "so I appeared before you." ”

"It doesn't make sense, and there's nothing I can do. ”

"The sane professor Magellan always said so, but the real Magellan, a Magellan who looked down on even the gods and despised the whole world, did not think so. ”

"Am I going to convince him?"

"You have to convince me first. ”

Magellan looked at Athena and felt extremely strange.

"I am the god of war, the god of wisdom, the survivor of the gods, Athena, and you, Magellan, are my believers, and I will not allow you to lose to a ......"

"What does that hunter's power come from?"

"A bunch of ...... who use the essence A collection of magicians, ancient and rare, but nothing remarkable. ”

"No offense, goddess ......"

"You're offending me!"

Magellan had never seen Athena as she was.

"Do you think this battle has nothing to do with me? You didn't use the shield that would surely make you win, but the sword I gave you was destroyed, and you despise the gods, so you despise me?"

"No ......"

"Then please me with the sword I have given you to win the victory, mortal!"

Athena disappeared with a dangerous wave, the frozen world began to flow, and Magellan returned to his body.

He turned around with a wry smile.

"May you throw in the towel, hunter?"

The hunter stopped, struggled to move his stiff right leg, and faced Magellan with his sword.

He narrowed his eyes.

Something very dangerous was in Magellan's hands, something completely beyond human comprehension, drowning even the breath of a hunter.

"There is a noble lady who wants me to offer a victory, the kind that will wash away the shame. ”

Magellan smiled wryly at the hunter, his face full of helplessness.

"What's that?"

"Proof of the lady's identity. ”

The hunter's face was confused.

In Magellan's hand was a long sword, ordinary, of the usual color of steel, unadorned, with cloth wrapped around its hilt.

This is where the hunter's confusion comes from.

It wasn't what a weapon capable of touching a hunter's breath should look like.

Magellan speculated ill-intentioned about the time when Athena would lose her patience and wait for the moment when the hunter would make a decision.

The hunter eventually reacted before that time came.

He bent down and made a perfect aristocratic salute in Magellan's direction: "I admit defeat." ”

"No offense, I'm so sorry to make you angry. ”

Magellan smiled back: "I just can't refuse a lady's request." ”

"And rightfully so. ”

The hunter turned and left.

There was only a mess left in the courtroom, Magellan raised his long sword in front of his eyes, and then the familiar fluctuations reappeared.

"I thought you'd kill that hunter with this sword. ”

"I thought the goddess would have preferred such a victory. ”

Magellan relaxed his wrist and drew a circle in the air with the weight of the sword, and he was surprised to find that the sword was much lighter than a normal sword.

"Out of thin air, I don't remember that the gods of Emenchet could do such a horrible thing. ”

"No, I'm just recalling things that never fade away. ”

"There is no ...... in this world that never dies," Magellan cleverly changed his words in time, "your power is amazing, goddess." ”

"That sword is your bravery, I said. Athena walked past Magellan, her fingers brushing the cold blade of the long sword, "You have done a lot of things to the sea monster, which involves the subtle and unspeakable power of divinity, but bravery, it is something more stubborn, deeper, and it will not change. ”

"So it's my sword back?"

"No, you've injected more into the bravery. ”

"What about you?"

Athena finally smiled, and Magellan knew that he had finally passed the test and brought the conversation in the direction that the goddess had hoped.

"I've spent a lot of time exploring the ways of the Old Gods, and this is one of them. ”

"What?"

"Very close to the way the brave man exists," Athena paused, as if searching for the right word, "I call it, conceptualization." ”

"You mean...... Old Gods?"

Magellan felt that he might have inadvertently approached the answer that the countess had been seeking.

"Yes, one of the signs of the Old Gods is that concepts determine entities, and when used on this sword, it has some ......"

"Only you know the power, Magellan. ”