Yes, a noble and strong heart is the future of the Silver Wing, the hope of the kingdom...

"This is impossible, how could his body suddenly change so drastically?"

Martha did her best to gather her spiritual sense, as if she wanted to see the condition of the cage she had woven with her own hands again.

But Ai Xingyun's emotions are still rising irrepressibly.

King Ethor's voice had fallen silent unconsciously, and at this moment, the young Silverwing Prince was just stubbornly moving towards the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

"To protect everything that Silverwing has to do, I must make these vicious thugs pay!"

"Even if it burns in the flames, even if I can't see the end of the starry sky again, I will save the people who love me deeply!"

Ai Xingyun's inner voice was as passionate as a drumbeat and as loud as a dragon's chant.

Finally, there was a slight flaw in the green cage.

At this moment, in Martha's opinion, the entire interior of the cage was completely filled with azure aura.

"According to ancient mystical prophecies, this is a symbol of the rise of a force that can control the world."

"But, isn't this guy in front of you dying? Could it be that ..."

Immediately after, her eyes suddenly widened.

"This gorgeous energy comes from the sword breath in his body?"

"His power is really 'sublimated'?"

In the snow-clad world, she slowly looked up, unwilling to believe what was happening in front of her.

In the next moment, the blue energy broke through the cage, and immediately after, a tall and proud figure stood on the fragments of the green cage.

It was Ai Xingyun, the prince of the Silver Wing, and the pure and gorgeous energy overflowed from his body, spreading like the waves of the blue sea...

At the same time, a pillar of azure light shot straight into the sky, dispelling the dark clouds in an instant, and looking at it from afar, it was like an amazing miracle.

At the center of it all, the prince slowly closed his eyes.

He was feeling the rhythm of energy in his body, just as he felt his own heartbeat and breathing.

When the blue pillar of light dissipated from the heavens and the earth, Ai Xingyun's body was already surrounded by a crystal blue aura.

And along with it came the glittering silver wing mark on the prince's forehead, a great totem that the nobles of the kingdom longed for and could one day be engraved in their hearts.

White lightning was dancing at the edge of the rage, and it was clear that this was part of this power.

Today's Ai Xingyun looks like a blue god under a clear sky.

The blade of the sword, which had been shrouded in blue light, fell down, as if it was about to merge with Ai Xingyun's body.

Above his handsome countenance, which was overshadowed by energy, Martha no longer saw any fear, but was replaced by the solemnity of a king.

"He has become stronger again, and legend has it that humans can see through the fog that obscures the world after entering the 'Sublimation Realm', so now he..."

"Got it all right?"

"Also, how am I going to deal with this surging power?"

Brutouille stood to the side, bewildered, seemingly in disbelief at everything in front of him.

At the same time, Ai Xingyun opened his eyes, and his clear sky-like pupils radiated a brilliant brilliance in front of him.

In the next second, he raised the dragon-patterned longsword in his hand and pointed at the location of the berserker Brutouye.

Immediately, a burst of blue light flashed at the tip of the sword, but Ai Xingyun's body did not move at all.

However, Brutouille's body miraculously flew upside down.

It was just a specious energy attack, and he was so powerful that he couldn't withstand it.

Ai Xingyun's footsteps didn't move, and he didn't obviously attack Bruthuye, so how did he defeat the other party... Martha thought in surprise.

Could it be that it was just a momentary flash of energy from the tip of the sword?

Just the rhythm of a sublimated qi had such an effect on Brutouille, who was dozens of meters away?

After thinking about everything, Martha stepped back in fear, and she finally understood that the balance of victory and defeat had changed radically in an instant...

Behind her, the burly figure of the berserker fell into the dense forest a hundred meters away, and the situation seemed to be a little quiet for a while...

"Let those two old men go, and I'll spare your life, Martha." Ai Xingyun's voice sounded like a god in front of him.

"Is it just you? Don't! Martha still refused to admit defeat, and with a flick of her wand in her hand, the beam of death quietly condensed, ready to take the lives of the old people in an instant.

However, in the next moment, a blue light flashed from her side...

Barely after any time, Ai Xingyun appeared behind Martha, her heroic and arrogant figure slightly bowed, and the gorgeous blue aura was enough to make eternity fall for eternity.

"What, his speed, as fast as a light... Also, my ribs... What the hell is going on? ”

She covered the sword wound under her ribs, which was cut by Prince Ai Xingyun on her body with the speed of light in the moment just now.

The next second, she looked at the ground, and became even more surprised.

I saw that on the road where the light flashed, the snow and dust had all burned away, and the bare cyan ground had cracked a neat gap, and the cracks extended radially to the left and right, and the blue sublimation qi was beating inexhaustibly in it like magma.

It is worth noting that all the trees and ground destroyed by Brutouille during the battle were completely restored under the influence of the Breath of Ascension.

Martha touched the bottom of her wand to the ground, and at this moment, her heart was enveloped in despair, and the bright red blood continued to drip from the wound, drawing a poignant pattern on the snow.

The pale snow, like her now bloodless cheeks, was about to wither and wither until it fell into eternal darkness.

At the moment when her fingers were about to fall weakly, she vaguely returned to the bleak twilight when she first saw the wolf god...

In the vast wilderness, light and shadow are intertwined, the fragrance of beautiful irises comes from the air, and the girl in colorful clothes is chasing the last rays of the sunset...

At this time, lazy and idle, she saw a black figure falling from the sky in her blurred vision.

"Follow me... It's like what was agreed upon in front of the altar. You will become one of the most powerful witches in all of Hastan. His dark lips closed slightly, and he looked into Martha's gaze, hazy with a bit of majesty...

The unfathomable power is as endless as the darkness in his heart...

"According to ancient prophecies, under our leadership, the kingdom of Hastan and the world of darkness will be invincible..."

"So, do you understand?" He pressed his lips close to Martha's ear and whispered.

Martha nodded, her beautiful face still had the last trace of peace in the sunlight, and she was deeply attracted by the story told by the god in front of her...

"I will always follow by your side, my master."

To this day, on the snow beside Ai Xingyun, she lowered her head, and tears fell one by one.

"I'm sorry, great master, I failed..."

"Also, this is just a new beginning, the true light has been formed, and the prophecy you believe may not be fulfilled at all..."

In the next second, she fell to the ground with regret, and her life gradually came to an end...