"What the hell is this...... What the hell is going on?weishenme going to be like this?!"

Aaron looked in amazement at the glorious cross that was still stuck in the scabbard, motionless or even a sign of being moved, everything was normal, no different from the beginning.

But that's not normal! Aaron almost roared out in anger: "This is impossible!weishenme's sword was not pulled out?!weishenme?isn't it the sword of the human emperor?!"

All the knights were stunned, and there was no sound in the whole square except Aaron's roar—astonishment, bewilderment, confusion, even anger and disappointment, all reflected on their faces.

Helena stood in front of the Radiant Cross, the holy sword more than a meter long inserted in the sword drawing stone, but it gave her an incomparably tall illusion, standing trembling in place, her right hand still retaining the movement of drawing the sword.

Helena Pendragon, the blood of the Pendragon family Zuihou, failed! she failed to pull out the sword that her ancestors had used.

"I have already said that with faith as the handle, and the stars as the blade, the shining light soothes the earth. Maltheus walked out slowly, with old sadness on his face: "This sword is only held in the hands of the human emperor!"

"Bang, bang, bang," the cane kept tapping on the ground, and Malcius slowly walked to Helena's side, "I think you must know very well why Weishenme didn't succeed, right?"

"You're right. Helena's face showed a sad smile: "I, there is no liliang like that. I can't change anything, I can only watch those things happen. ”

"You've done a lot. Malcius smiled gently: "The pride of the Pendragon family." It is vividly displayed in your body, and you also have the courage to look at death as home. ”

Theodore looked at Helena, who was extremely lost, in silence. A feeling of being stabbed came from the bottom of my heart, and the girl's smile was only barely squeezed out. She's always like that, no matter what happens, she's always smiling, and everyone is going to be brave -- that's a smile that gives you trust and liliang.

"I'm sorry, I failed. Helena smiled and looked into Theodore's eyes, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Theodore." I'm so sorry. ”

As if time had stopped, Theodore felt as if everything around him had vanished. In the entire Shijie, there was only him, Helena, and the sword, and nothing else.

Did he really hear Helena's voice? Theodore didn't know, but he understood, and that was enough, and laughed softly: "Remember what I said, I will bring you victory and glory, I am Caesar, so I said I would do it—even if it was only half a prince, he would have the power to hold the sword!"

Soon, this wonderful spatial confusion disappeared. Salalde, who was standing next to Theodore, patted him on the shoulder: "What's the matter, you shouldn't have fainted, right?"

"Nothing. Theodore smiled and said that everything was normal: "It's just a little sad, who else has the right to draw the sword now?"

"Your question is in vain. Salad shrugged helplessly. Pointing to the opposite side. Theodore looked in the direction she was pointing, and Duke Bran had taken off his hat and cloak and strode up.

"It looks like you're going to get it. There was a sour taste in Salald's voice. There is also a trace of helplessness: "But now I hope he succeeds, otherwise there will be no peace in the north." ”

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Dark...... No. It should be nothingness, at the moment when he held the holy sword. Bran felt as if he had detached his consciousness and entered the blade of the Radiant Cross - yes, even if he could no longer control his body, this thought was natural for Bran to understand.

"You...... What the hell?!" Duke Bran Elfwan's voice trembled with a hint of trembling in front of him, a feeling of being insulted, teased, and a feeling of being insulted, made him angry: "Say it!"

"I thought you'd be stunned, but I didn't expect it to be so direct. The "Taylor Elfwan" smiled and said, "Don't you already know everything? yes, I'm the Radiant Cross...... Holy Sword!"

"Anyway, since you've acknowledged my form, then I exist. Taylor said softly: "Let's explain it this way, the holy sword is the trace of zuihou that has left this shijie god - that's right, this shijie once had the existence of a god, but they are all gone." ”

"I don't understand, but one thing I know is clear. Bran raised his head coldly: "If you want to pull out the Radiant Cross, you have to get your approval, right?"

"My admission? no, no, no, it should be your own admission. Its expression became serious: "Ask yourself, do you really have the liliang and ability to save?"

"Actually, I should be congratulated on meeting 'me,' young man. Although there is a suspicion of cheating. He continued, "Seeing me shows that you really have such thoughts, and not just making 'pulling out the holy sword' as a goal, such a simple thing!"

"The blood of the human emperor also flows in my body, and my surname and identity represent my birthright obligations. A resolute face appeared on his slightly immature face: "I am Duke Bran Elfwan, I will restore the glory of the lost empire, this is my mission!

"I don't make any comments on that. It smiled and said, "Ask yourself, only you know these things!"

The cold palace, outside the door is a torrential downpour, flanked by tall glazed columns, there are no lights, the cold wind howls on the side, sweeping the water droplets into the palace.

"Here it is...... Sacred Palace?" The scene he had seen before made Bran immediately recall, and then he turned his gaze, and he saw the towering figure again: "Bixia?!"

The figure was not stopped by Bran's shouting, and strode out of the palace, behind him stood hundreds of elite guards, as well as a burly knight, Bran knew him: "Cedric?"

The figure seemed to say something to the soldiers behind him, and rushed to the gate breached by the orcs, and fought the enemy—it was not a battle, it was a massacre, and thousands of orc warriors rushed in, and a steady stream of frenzy overwhelmed these lonely men.

"Run, run, run, weishenme want to be trapped here?!" Bran cried out heartbreakingly, "What's the point of doing this?!"

Soon, the surrounding scene changed again - the Holy Palace was completely occupied by a group of orcs, slaughtered, desecrated and destroyed, and the owner of the Holy Palace became them.

The once Xuanhe family has become hamsters hiding in the corners of the city, the glorious imperial capital has become a dark ruin, and the young and beautiful aristocratic women have been ravaged by the orcs, crying and struggling in a useless resistance.

"That's what you want me to see?" Bran slowly stood up, staring at it behind him with bloodshot eyes, "Very good, now I have more reasons to revive the empire!"

"Revival?" it smiled, "It's supposed revenge, right?"

"So what?! This is war, there is no other choice, either live or die!" Bran almost shouted: "If they make such a move, they should think that sooner or later they will be retaliated against!"

"If that's the case, then all I can tell you is ...... Sorry. It waved its hand helplessly: "It is impossible for you to draw the holy sword, this is my Zuihou's advice." ”

"Weishenme?!Isn't it just to make humans stronger?!" Bran had a feeling of being deceived: "Aragorn, didn't it just rely on the Holy Sword to let humans defeat the Noldor Elves?!"

"If that were the case, the Noldor would have perished long ago. It seems to be helpless: "You seem to have fallen into some kind of misunderstanding, thinking that the Radiant Cross is a very terrible weapon, a powerful weapon capable of killing everyone." ”

"Let me put it this way, even if you have it, if you couldn't win it in the first place, you still can't win it now. It said, "The reason why the sacred sword is worshipped as a 'god' is not because it is terrifying, but because it is a place of hope and promise, and if you don't understand it, it is really useless." ”

"The rise of humanity depends on humanity itself, not on the Radiant Cross, not on Aragorn...... He just did what he had to do at that time. It smiled again: "I can feel that you do have a lot of perseverance, but that's not enough!"

"Desire for rights, because rights can satisfy the emptiness of the heart, can achieve goals that could not be achieved otherwise, and can allow oneself to flaunt success. It sighed, "But the Radiant Cross can't give you that. ”

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Bran gasped, looked at the cold hilt of the sword unwillingly, and let go of his hand with a trembling voice. The lip was bitten by the front teeth, and bright red blood flowed out.

"Duke Bran has also failed!"

"What should we do?!Could it be that the Radiant Cross has abandoned us?!"

"This can't be! This can't be!"

Confusion sounded as Bran left, and the boy lowered his head, silently put on his hat, and pulled down the brim of his hat with his right hand, covering his expression and ignoring the voices.

"There is also a 'Knight Chief' who has not been tried. Elder Malcius's voice rang out, "There is one more who has not lived through the trials of the Radiant Cross!" (to be continued......

PS: Thanks to the 2175s and the ghosts of the dead (............ Tips for children's shoes!