The royal capital of the Glow Empire, St. Fuye, was known as the "City of the Gods" in the past.

It is rumored that the great gods served by the temple have performed miracles here.

Of course, such secrets can only be known to the great nobles who have inherited the ancient heritage.

Nowadays, the people of St. Fuye have very little understanding of "God", and the temples in churches all over the empire are only symbolically open, and do not promote the greatness of the gods.

Compared to religious organizations, today's temples are more like hidden institutions on the otherworldly side.

But even so, the Privy Cathedral, as one of the three landmark buildings of the royal capital St. Fuye, still receives great attention.

Therefore, when the Duke of the Frontier came alone to the white jade square in front of the Privy Council, and plunged his sword into the flat ground made of white jade, the people who dared to hide in the distance were forced by his momentum to talk about it.

"Who's that? The look in my eyes was so terrifying, I looked at it from afar, and I almost scared to pee. ”

"Don't say it's you, I'm ...... Ahem. ”

"That's Lord Frontier Duke." An older resident spoke up: "Every year at this time, the Duke of the Frontier will come to the Privy Council to pray for blessings. ”

"Lord Frontier Duke?! Lord Frontier who guards the borders of the Empire and has achieved great success! The crowd exclaimed.

However, some people have questioned: "Prayer? Old man, are you sure that the Duke of the Frontier is here to pray for blessings? ”

The old man who was questioned was speechless, because the current behavior of the Duke of the Border, no matter how you look at it, does not look like he has come to pray for blessings.

At this moment, countless Templars stepped out from various positions, forcibly dispersing the inhabitants of the discussion, not even those who were hiding in the room.

Soon, with the Privy Cathedral as the center, there was no ordinary person within a radius of three kilometers.

"Squeak-"

The heavy metal gate slowly opened, and the oncoming strong wind blew the Border Duke's long hair frantically flying.

A knight dressed in lead-gray and bright silver armor, with a knight's sword at his waist, walked slowly out of the center of the wide open entrance to the Privy Cathedral.

The face under the knight's helmet is very ordinary, he looks about thirty or forty years old, and his height is not high, only about one meter and eighty, and if he walks on the street without paying attention, he will not be able to make any impression at all.

The only thing that is different from ordinary people is that there is a dark golden weird pattern at the center of his eyebrows, which looks like an open eye from a distance.

He walked forward step by step, until he was fifty meters away from the Duke of the Border, and then stopped, and said in a low voice: "Breton, this is your choice?" ”

"One last time."

"A hundred years of time is not unbearable for the legend."

"Once you fail, not only you, but even the Soros family behind you will be gone."

"Even if it's a royal and aristocratic ceremony, it won't be possible to protect you again this time."

Hearing this, the Duke of the Frontier just sneered: "Rareco, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your nonsense has become more and more. ”

"It's only the fourth seat, not even the third seat, hurry up and get out of here, let your boss come out."

"Oh, good, good!" The Lead-Ash Armored Knight laughed angrily: "Then let me, the fourth seat, come and learn the tricks of the Border Duke." ”

"Qiang—"

The cold knight's sword was instantly unsheathed, and the cold light illuminated the surroundings in an instant.

At the entrance to the Privy Cathedral, Ryerco's figure vanished, replaced by a sword light that was so terrible that the space was constantly fluctuating and distorting.

At the top of a house a few kilometers away, Golden Law Eric stared at the sword light, his eyes full of solemnity.

The fourth seat of divine punishment, the legendary extreme knight, the sword of the wave knight Ryerco, is terrifying to the extreme, and he has no confidence in the slightest hard connection, so he can only choose to dodge.

He has just been promoted to the legendary limit, and there is indeed a considerable gap between him and a legendary extreme knight like Wave Knight Ryerko, who has been promoted for several years.

Golden Law Eric's gaze fell on the Duke of the Border.

He wanted to see how the Duke of Frontier would respond to this kind of sword that he would never be able to take.

On the white jade square, in the face of the attacking sword light, the border duke's eyes were as indifferent as ever, and it was not until the sword light was less than two meters away from his body that he slowly raised his hand.

He didn't use a weapon, he didn't use his fighting spirit, and his raised fingers seemed to be slow and fast, just in front of the sword light.

In the next moment, a dazzling light suddenly lit up.

"Boom!"

A torrent of furious fighting energy surged towards the Privy Council, resisted by the semi-illusory shield that emerged from its surface, rippling continuously.

When the fighting qi turned into a sky of brilliance and dissipated, the scene that came into his eyes made the pupils of the distant Golden Law Erik shrink sharply, and he stood on the spot.

I saw that the fourth seat of the divine punishment who launched the attack, the Wave Knight Ryerco, was half-kneeling on the ground at the moment, holding the knight's sword with both hands, resisting the seemingly slender finger above.

Under his feet, the white jade ground, which was known for its hardness, shattered into a terrifying crack with a radius of tens of meters, and dented downward.

Wave Knight Ryerko's hands continued to tremble, the armor on his body also "clanged", and the fighting energy on his body collapsed one after another, obviously, the power of this finger alone made it difficult for him to resist.

“…… How...... Probably ......"

Blood continued to spill from the corners of his mouth, flowing down his chin and dripping to the ground, and the voice of Wave Knight Ryerko was full of tremors: "Do you mean...... You're also in the ...... That realm?! ”

"It's all said, you talk too much nonsense." The Duke of the Frontier said in a cold voice, and in the next second, he flicked his fingers, and there was a buzzing sound of the "bell", accompanied by a violent sonic boom, and the body of the Wave Knight Ryerko had already fallen back to the entrance of the Privy Cathedral, and it was about to be embedded in the protective shield.

At this moment, a hand grabbed the shoulder of Wave Knight Ryerko from behind and took it down smoothly.

It was an old man in an old gray robe.

His hair was gray, his face was carved by time, and he looked like an old man who was close to his twilight years, but his body was incredibly strong.

The muscles that exploded in knots could not be concealed even by loose robes, and the blood was so strong that it could not be described in words, making the surrounding space slightly red.

"Ryerko, go and rest, I'll leave it here."

A generous and gentle voice sounded, and the old man put down his hand, crossed the Wave Knight Ryerco, and walked slowly towards the border duke in front of him.

"Yes, Chief Lord!"

Wave Knight Ryalco took a deep breath and bowed respectfully.

The old man who looked like an ascetic came to a position of 100 meters in front of the Frontier Duke, and his bright and clean eyes stared at the Frontier Duke: "Breton, is this your choice?" ”

The Duke of Frontier's face became formal, and he looked at the old man in front of him: "Chief of Divine Punishment, Knight of the Eternal Wind Oak Hughes, according to the contract of the past years, the day I defeat you will be the time when the Temple will release Maina. ”

"Now, I'm here, are you ready?"

The Frontier Duke's right hand grasped the hilt of the jet-black greatsword that was inserted into the ground, and slowly pulled it up, and in the process, the red gold lines lit up on the jet-black body of the greatsword, and when the light reached its peak, the blazing red gold flames covered every inch of the greatsword.

The weapon of the Divine Punishment Chief was also a large sword, but the sword body was all blue, and the moment it appeared, a fierce wind suddenly blew.

"Epic, Sacred Instrument!" Golden Law Erik, who was watching the battle in the distance, was shocked.

The grades of normal weapons, from low to high, are Common, Rare, Rare, Inheritance, and Epic. However, what most people don't know is that on top of the epic, there are actually higher-grade equipment.

Their existence cannot be reproduced, and the birth of each handle is an accident within an accident, a miracle within a miracle, and they are also called "holy weapons" because of their power far beyond the mundane.

The power of the holy weapon is comparable to the taboo of the A-level weapon, and unlike the taboo item, the use of the holy weapon does not require all kinds of terrifying costs.

Therefore, the existence of holy weapons can be called the foundation of the country.

The entire Glow Empire is exhausted, and it is impossible to find a few holy weapons.

And now when it appears, it's two!

What's more, the holy weapon in the hands of the Duke of the Frontier had never appeared before.

Not to mention the shock on Eric's side.

On the White Jade Grand Plaza, the Frontier Duke and the Chief of Divine Punishment who were holding the holy weapon officially started a confrontation.

There was no earth-shattering destruction, and there was no brilliant and colorful glow, and the two fought like a formal knight who had not yet mastered the fighting spirit, using only the most primitive physique and weapons to fight.

It seems to be an ordinary battle, but in fact, if someone can watch it up close, they will find that every collision of the two weapons will cause fine black cracks to appear in the air.

This is by no means a black phenomenon of the air falling into a vacuum during the battle between the legendary low-star stars, but a sign that the space is on the verge of collapse.

This kind of great power has already exceeded the boundaries of legends, if it weren't for the environment of heaven and earth, with the strength of the two of them, I am afraid they would have already stepped into a higher realm.

"Click......"

As if the sound of glass shattering kept ringing, after hundreds of battles, the Frontier Duke and the Chief of Divine Punishment returned to their original positions, staring at each other.

"Your strength has indeed improved a lot, such talent, even in such a barren world, if you are given enough time, we can study together, maybe we can really find a way to break through the divinity."

"Breton, I'll give you one last chance, you step back now, I can act as if nothing happened."

"Let Maina go, I'll turn around and leave." The Duke of the Frontier said expressionlessly.

"Is it worth it for the sake of a witch?" The Chief of Divine Punishment sighed.

"There are so many witches in the entire empire, for the sake of Maina alone, your temple would rather be my enemy?" The Duke of the Frontier asked rhetorically.

“…… It seems that you are unwilling to retreat. The Chief of Divine Punishment shook his head and said no more.

The next moment, the figures of the two disappeared in place again.

……

Nearly a dozen kilometers away from the Privy Cathedral in the Royal Palace.

The second prince stood on the top floor of a palace and looked out in the direction of the battlefield.

In front of him, there was also a mirror like a ripple, reflecting a clear picture of the battle.

The sun fell on his blonde hair, reflecting a dazzling light, which should have been bright as spring, but for some reason, it gave people an extra mottled feeling.

A tall figure stood behind the second prince, like an eternal boulder.

"Marquis Herman, you say, who will win this battle?"

"Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, you should call me uncle." As usual, the Marquis of Herman, who was completely standing in the shadows, said in a hoarse voice: "This is a battle that has no suspense from the beginning. ”

"Duke of the Border, Breton Soros will definitely be defeated."

"Oh, how do you say? Are you so optimistic about the Chief of Divine Punishment? From the current point of view, the two are in the same realm, and the equipment level is similar, so it is difficult to distinguish between them. "The second prince seems to be interested.

"No, I don't have confidence in the Chief of Divine Punishment, the Frontier Duke's strength is very strong, otherwise we wouldn't have had to try to win him over in the first place. It is still unknown who will win or lose, but His Royal Highness the Second Prince, you must know that this is the royal capital of St. Fuye, and the place where they fought was in front of the Privy Cathedral......"

……

"Click......"

The tooth-aching cracking sound rang out constantly.

After the collision of weapons, a hazy blue light appeared on the surface of the Divine Punishment Chief's body, which was the realm compressed to the extreme, and at the same time, the surface of the gray and white greatsword in his hand also appeared with a sharp rotating wind.

Wherever the cyan Douqi wind passed, countless terrifying black spatial cracks spread.

A sword slashed, like a roaring dragon of wind, sweeping across the earth.

Faced with this sword, the Duke of Frontier's face became extremely solemn.

The red gold flame on the big sword in his hand burst out, and the terrifying high temperature caused the surrounding black space ripples to appear a red "burning" phenomenon.

As soon as he went up, the two holy sword swords collided.

"Boom ——!"

The two of them, who were doing their best, could no longer take care of the surrounding environment, and the huge white jade square became a mess at this moment, all the houses within a radius of one kilometer were turned into powder under the shock wave, and the houses within one to three kilometers also collapsed and shattered.

If it weren't for the fact that countless guarding Templar Knights on the three-kilometer border had struck out, desperately blocking the aftermath of the battle, I am afraid that the houses farther away would not have escaped the catastrophe.

Looking down from the sky, in the center of the royal city of Saint-Fuye, a "brilliant flower intertwined with blue and red" blooms.

When the smoke and dust fade out.

At the center of the battle, the Chief of Divine Punishment and the Duke of the Frontier once again stood opposite each other at a distance of 100 meters.

It's just that compared with the last time, the two at this time have clearly distinguished each other.

The gray robe on the Chief of Divine Punishment had become tattered, and blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth, while the Frontier Duke's clothes were much more intact, and except for a little dust, they were still neat and tidy.

"You've lost, Oke Hughes." The Duke of the Frontier said indifferently.

"Purely on my own, it was indeed me who lost." The Chief of Divine Punishment wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "It's a pity, I didn't want to ...... like this"

Silently, two figures appeared a hundred meters behind the Border Duke, and together with the Chief of Divine Punishment, they formed a triangle and surrounded the Border Duke.

As the Chief of Divine Punishment took out a strange black cross from his arms, the other two made the same move, and in the next moment, the dark sky shrouded the Duke of the Border.

……

"A+-level taboos, inverted crosses, can create a strange space with irregularities in orientation and space, and changes with the user's mind, and those who are in it, in addition to being completely lost in the sense of space, will be continuously weakened by the black canopy, and the soul fire will become dim."

The low and hoarse voice of the Marquis of Herman sounded: "The Privy Cathedral, but the center of the temple containing forbidden objects......"

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