"You have no chance of making a comeback," Sauron pointed out mercilessly, "Even if I teach you a little bit, it won't be enough in the eyes of a real Sky Realm knight."
"It's better than nothing." Uriel grasped the handle of the ice sword tightly, "Don't forget, I am also a knight."
"What kind of knight are you?" 』
"Knights of Proverbs."
Sauron stopped talking.
Strange runes flew out from the ring and attached to the ice sword. Uriel suddenly found that his magic power flowed into the long sword uncontrollably, and the giant slashing sword started to move on its own as if it had come to life, pulling his arm forward and slashing horizontally.
At this moment, Lemons was about to walk across the battlefield and behind York. Two mercenaries rushed forward, but before they could get close enough to clash with each other, they were swept away by the paladin's sword. The little gray wolf showed his claws, and every hair on his body was urging him to turn around and run away. Meimi let out a long howl and completely transformed into a wolf body, ready to pounce in the black mist.
Kong Jing doesn't care how sharp his claws are, the holy sword will cut open the werewolf's soft belly before the two come into contact. The nightmare in the illusion was so clear that Uriel didn't want to experience it a second time.
He charged forward.
Lemmons didn't even need to turn around. Durandal started to draw a semi-arc in mid-air from the front, and then struck the edge of the ice sword first. An unstoppable force forced Uriel's arms to bounce up, as if what he had struck was not a slender knight's sword but a huge stone.
"I don't have a long memory." The paladin captain said coldly. With a flip of his sword, he was about to make this kid who had repeatedly blocked the road fall down completely.
Unexpectedly, the ice sword folded in the air, turned around, and fell down above his head, right in front of the apprentice. The sterling silver blade of the holy sword was only three inches away from the tip of Uriel's nose, and he felt his fingers cramping.
But it was blocked anyway, and the frost traces and sparks exploded at the intersection. Uriel didn't believe that his two-handed slashing sword could not compare to an exquisite commanding half-sword. In fact, the difference between the two is not the mystery, but the disparity in body shape.
Lemons was pulled sideways by the force and let out a cry of surprise. The apprentice's weapon was indeed heavy enough, but it was not enough to force him back. This could only be due to a change in the method of exerting force.
Uriel took advantage of the victory and pursued it. His blade finally became more agile, and his moves were no longer straightforward. He struck Durandal with his sword, and after being restrained, he struck again with his sword. This consecutive slash was executed smoothly and in one go. Every time the ice sword is swung, the wind and snow howl. Melting ice crystals flew and collapsed, some splashing on his face. The apprentice felt it was as hot as sweat, almost boiling.
Meimi saw it as if she was immersed in the scene, and was so excited that black mist formed on her hair.
"That's enough!" Lemons finally got rid of his interest in fighting him, "You have made great progress, but it ends here."
Durandal's weight crystal lit up. Uriel felt the magic power in the air suddenly become active, and it condensed into a golden-red slashing line under the pull of the flames. Without thinking, he rolled on the spot.
"White Night Judgment" cut his cloak open, and the wind pressure blew his entire body against the stone wall. The apprentice almost heard the sound of bones breaking. He tried several times this time, but still couldn't get up.
"It is impossible to defeat the paladin captain of the council with a sword that was temporarily acquired." Sauron's runes dimmed.
"They are all fighting for you, getting injured for you, and suffering for you." Lemons stepped past the apprentice and walked towards Meimi, who was still in a daze. "Feel guilty, child?" His blade flashed.
The little wolf's ears twisted, and his eyes could not be said to be shaken.
"Because of this, I can live up to their efforts." Meimi hoped that he could not hear the hesitation in her response. Suddenly he thought of Aurora, the elf lady who had also shouldered the fate of an entire race when she seized the fire of King Alanvor. No, I am not responsible for the werewolf. I never dreamed of escaping the crazy nightmare of a full moon.
"They will keep giving as long as you are alive. Do you think this doomed effort should continue?"
No, no, no. Meimi stood there and regained her human form. "But what can I do?" He was shaking. "what can I do?"
"The goddess will judge you fairly, child."
"I am a believer in the Broken Moon." The werewolf admitted desperately, "I am the Broken Moon itself."
"The light has shown you the way. It is not easy to dedicate yourself to justice and justice. I don't need you to have the same consciousness as a paladin. It is impossible for a mortal to do it. What you should do is to trust the light and trust the agent to tell you. The will of the symbol of justice." The Holy Knight stretched out his hand towards the little gray wolf, "No need to hesitate."
Meimi walked towards him blankly.
"Don't believe what he says. Everyone has the right to survive. This is not given or allowed by anyone, and there is no need to pay anything."
Uriel supported the ice sword and was finally able to stand up. "Gaia tells every believer to love life and life. Life does not come for reason. The meaning of the soul is itself."
Lemons stood still, "It is a very positive teaching, but it is too selfish. If the human soul is rooted in evil, then it is undoubtedly empty and humble. The guidance of the goddess of virtue should not be understood this way."
"I think every Gaia believer has a different understanding of His teachings." Uriel said, "Some are straightforward and easy to understand; some are very hazy, but also very true."
"It's obvious that you rarely go to church." The Holy Knight saw through him.
I have completely forgotten His hymns. "But I will not confuse the value status of life and justice." Uriel shot back.
He turned to the werewolf, "There are many factors that make your life successful, Meme. I didn't understand this truth not long ago, otherwise you might see me behind the bar of a pub one day... I just want to tell you, human beings We are free individuals. This kind of freedom is doomed to us to make continuous choices throughout our lives. It is the choices that determine us, justice and evil, mediocrity and extraordinary - no matter whether the future is good or bad, please don't forget that your destiny is not only for You. People's futures are intertwined, and one day you will understand what it means to each other."
Sincere words cut through the flesh and blood and penetrate the bones and bowels. There were tears flashing in the werewolf's eyes.
Lemons whispered in a daze, "What people mean to each other." His voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep. "Ali..."
He almost returned to the battlefield back then, fighting bloody battles with his superiors. Soon death came one after another, and finally he was the only one left. On a specific day, he went back to the cemetery in Zangwill and stared at the names on the stone tablets. Their lives were engraved into one sentence, and they dedicated their lives to justice.
The flames burn the heart, and justice lasts forever.
"I think I am not fighting entirely for Lucia." The Paladin Commander said softly, "My chest is burning with fire, a firm, fanatical, and hateful flame. I prayed to the goddess for a wish that was not noble, I strayed from my path in my choice.”
He watched Uriel raise his sword to him again, and then he also faced the apprentice solemnly, Durandal shining brightly. "Your philosophy has convinced me, but whether it is for my faith or... other meanings, I must ensure the restoration of Broken Moon."
It's still a success. Uriel tried to think of the best. He had not learned the etiquette of holding the sword, and his posture when holding the sword looked very bad.
"You've tried your best, haven't you?" Lemons couldn't help but ask.
"As long as I can still stand up, I haven't tried my best." Uriel replied. "And the oath is not something that can be broken with the excuse of trying your best."
"You didn't make a promise to me!" Meimi sobbed and said intermittently.
"You are not a beautiful and lovely girl, why should I confess my feelings to you." Uriel felt that the cold hilt of the sword almost stuck to his hand. He took a deep breath.
Whenever you make a resolution, it is a commitment.
Lemons took a step forward, his sword moving forward.
"Magic boils"——
"Melting flow"——
"White Night Judgment"——
The torrent of flames roared and hit the sky, and the wings of light burst out layer by layer. Durandal was like the scorching sun of the flaming moon at this moment. The knight raised his holy sword, and the sun rose on the horizon.
Terrible heat burned the air, and the crowd in the melee dispersed as if the tide was ebbing. Brilliant chants surged among the stone walls of the street, making the narrow alleyway obscured by dark clouds look like the magnificent church of Zangwill.
"Run away you idiot!" Sauron's tone was completely screaming, "You will be burned to ashes!" 』
Uriel turned a deaf ear. He used all his strength to stay in place, and the air current rubbing against his skin made the apprentice feel like he was falling into purgatory. The magic power evaporated like water under the high temperature. He simply removed his precarious defense. For a moment, he felt that his blood seemed to be ignited.
Ice spread on his arms.
"Although I don't know how you can use Bai's magic," the ring warned him, "but the current environment is such that the ice and snow mystery of the ring level cannot be effective." Don't have any illusions, you still have a chance to avoid death"
If I choose to retreat here, the apprentice thought, I will also deviate from my own path. The power of Sky Realm is unmatched, and the Holy Knight Captain is an opponent he cannot defeat. But compared to Kongjing, there were things behind him that he couldn't deal with even more. That was the oath I made when I set out on the path to truth. This makes him look like an idiot who doesn't know how to escape.
"This is the Guilty Blade," Lemmons told him.
"No!" Meme howled. "Don't go there." York grabbed him. The mercenary gritted his teeth, turned around and forced the white-robed priest back with a sword. She didn't take it seriously and prayed devoutly towards the light not far away.
The broken ice on the ground evaporated. The only ice that did not melt was the sword in Uriel's hand. He felt the coolness coming from his palm in the white-hot torrent. The pure light pierces people's hearts. Uriel raised the ice sword, and golden runes that were different from divine magic were wrapped around it. I can't fight the Sky Realm, but Joey can. Even if the streets were flooded with heat and light, this was the only way he could go.
"The Word Arouses"
"Under the throne, everyone is surrounded by ministers——"
"Ice Crown"!
The thorns bloom in the hot sun and wither in an instant. The ice sword made a slight cracking sound.
…
"It's still early before dawn." The bishop said, "I think you are planning to kill him. Lemons will not show mercy again. After all, he is my successor and the leader of the Holy Knights. Our inheritance Dating back to the War of the Dawn, the Silversong Knights of the St. Milende Alliance.”
His words were no clearer than the blast.
Bai Zhizhi stepped onto the altar in silence. The dark moonlight circled around him, but could not make an inch of it. The extreme cold was coming at this moment and it started to snow in Kamaria. The rapid change in climate brought about storms and lightning. He opened his arms and the freezing air began to rage.
"What are you going to do?" Daniel didn't understand what chance he had of winning. "It's just a futile struggle. The White Envoy I want to know is not a sore loser."
"I just suddenly felt that I haven't tried my best yet." The messenger replied.
Click, click, click...
A thin crackling sound sounded under his feet. The bishop lowered his head and saw pale frost covering the ground of the palace in an instant. The freezing air enveloped the castle, invaded the streets, and advanced crazily towards the edge of the Moon Capital.
"This?...Mystery, order...the door of truth..." The bishop felt an unprecedented mystery appear in the young man's body, and he was almost speechless. This kind of power comes from the same source as the "Lonely Praise" and "Ice Crown" that the messenger usually uses, but it far exceeds the scope of the ring level, and even reaches the limit of what the sky realm can achieve.
The flames scorch the heart. The bishop murmured, unable to restrain his heartbeat. The flames burn the heart, and justice lasts forever. "Lucia, please... give me guidance."
This is the mysterious sublimation of the realm of space——
Amidst the creaking sound of freezing, the crystalline snow line stretches straight down, and the castle community is like a snow sculpture made of ice. The temperature difference stirred the atmosphere violently, stirring the clouds and tearing the sky, until blizzards engulfed Kamaria's tall, dark walls.
"Eternal winter has arrived." The young man chanted a spell, and his voice and blood were blown away by the wind.
"City of Silver"!
…
Uriel almost felt the breath of death the moment the sword fell.
The thorns on the ice cap were too weak and melted into misty snow. There was a sizzling sound of vaporizing in the darkness, the flames were eating away at the frost, and the collision of cold and heat presented an overwhelming disadvantage to one side. He smelled the moist foehn on his breath, full of the fragrance of the sun and the freshness of winter snow, guiding him toward the old path.
Finally, the sword that Joey handed him broke with a click, and ice crystals scattered all over the ground.
The uneven edges reflect colorful lights, which are closer to the sun than flames. Uriel suddenly remembered the huge and precious piece of smiling face ore he had witnessed when he, Meme and York passed through the tunnel. It is born from the lava in the center of the earth and is a mysterious gift of nature. It is a unique scenery that only adventurers can appreciate.
Maybe I don’t have the consciousness of an adventurer. Uriel thought to himself, but no matter what, at least I am worthy of the Scroll of Oath. At this moment when even dreams are gradually fading, the holy sword of light and heat is about to fall...
...Suddenly snowflakes began to drift in the sky.
The Paladin's arm paused, and Durandal froze in mid-air.
The silvery white instantly expels all colors, light and shadow, gold and red. There seemed to be only icy cold colors left in the world, and the only sound in my ears was the hoarse sound of the wind. The lead-gray clouds are like waves rolling and crashing in the wind and rain, and they are emptied in all directions driven by the cold current. Uriel raised his head as if in a dream and saw the sea of stars across the purple-blue night. He felt his cheeks gradually regaining the feeling of cold, and the apprentice's vision suddenly blurred.
Kamaria became a city of ice and snow.
The Mysterious Land's encroachment on Winnie Watts was abruptly stopped at the last moment!
There were faint screams and shouts in the distance, but Uriel could no longer hear them clearly. The battlefield was also quiet, as if time was frozen at this moment. In his eyes, there was only the holy sword of light and flame that was close at hand, and in his hand there was only the incomplete hilt of the sword.
"Under the throne." He choked with sobs and chanted in a low voice, "Everywhere is surrounded by ministers." Ice thorn flowers bloomed in front of his eyes, intertwining into winter laurels. The frost became an extension of his thoughts, Uriel stepped forward, Kamaria's blizzard turned into a winter blade, and struck Durandal's long pale silver blade with one sword!
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