Storms are everywhere, whipping high in the sky.
Villafa stood opposite the final beast. Compared with the giant beast in front of him, the people and heretics gathered below were as small as dust.
Staring at the huge creation in front of him, Villafa tried to mobilize all his mind and soul, trying to capture the flaws in its body. Although there are some traceable weaknesses in the body of the Final Beast, those traces do not damage its core. No matter how deep you pry, the essence of the final beast in the induction is like an endless void, making it impossible for Vera to start.
"The manifestation of earth veins, how can there be such a weird thing!" Villafa's expression became solemn, and this second "contact" already made him feel powerless. Even if his fists were powerful enough to penetrate the continent, they probably wouldn't be able to crush this helpless void.
After seeing Villafa, he had no choice but to fall from the sky and go to the agreed place. When he arrived, the two men named after Shuinenryu Kendo had already had a heart-to-heart talk here, and the Sword King Shenxianxia Shinryu stood not far away with an awe-inspiring temperament, always observing their every move. A move.
"Speaking of which, the last time you and I, master and apprentice, fought together, how long ago was it?" Elena and Leidenhal stood side by side with swords in hand. The snuggled, warm feeling moved Elena.
"Teacher, never before." The man's answer was as sharp and clear as the morning light, but also a little gentle. He did not hide or dodge, and there was no trouble from the past or obsession with the future.
Leidenhal said this like an ordinary person.
"Then this is the first time!" After hearing this, the elf swordsman closed his eyes and meditated, then opened his eyes again after a while.
"In that case, let me test your quality. Do you still remember Master's teachings?"
"This is nature, I will never forget it from beginning to end!"
After the words fell, both of them closed their eyes in understanding, and their consciousness sank into their respective states of mind at the same time.
Originally, Timifia thought that as a bystander, she could not blend in and could only stand here and watch the changes. However, in the next second, she discovered that the scene around her had changed.
The blue sky is set against the white clouds, and below it are the endless blue waves, like a beautiful and magnificent picture, appearing in front of Timifia's eyes.
The place beneath your feet is a shoal connected to the sea. She looked to the left. The waves rolled in from the sea level and hit the rocks. The waves splashed like broken jade. From a distance, they looked like clusters of white plum blossoms, falling like light rain. The shape gradually dissipated on the sea surface.
With this shoal as the dividing line, the other side of the boundary is a lake that just merged into the sea. The lake is like a bright mirror, quietly nestled in the embrace of nature, reflecting the blue of the sky and the green of the mountains. There are even fish jumping out of the water, bringing a touch of life to the tranquility.
What is surprising is that in front of Timifia, more than ten feet away, there is neither a lake nor a sea, an existence that is difficult to incorporate into common sense, like a whirlpool of rapids shaping the outline of a "sword", standing on the shoal. It exudes an extraordinary aura.
That was both the souls of Elena and Leidenhal, and also the proof that the two became one. Looking at the unparalleled water-shaped sword in front of her, Timifia seemed to be able to see the future. This sword would be made by She pulled it out herself, and she will use her own hands to complete the great work that they have high hopes for.
"Just, why...?"
"They believe you can do it, that's all."
Vigorous recognition came from behind, and Timifia turned around. The old man in armor had disappeared, replaced by the tall and mighty figure of the sky dragon.
This sentence shocked Timifia's heart, and she couldn't help but look away, then opened her legs and walked towards the sword step by step.
The outstretched hand involuntarily grasped the hilt of the sword. The absolute pressure, overwhelming violence, and incomparable magic were immediately released from around the sword. At the same time, it also repulsed Timifia's action of drawing the sword, and Her hand shook open.
"This...?" Timifia looked at the bright red blood, slowly sliding down the sword marks on her palm, and in a hurry, she grabbed the sword hilt again.
It was clearly a sword of pure water in front of her, but when she held it tightly, she felt a fiery hot feeling coming from the source, as if the restraints were being released, using the sword as a medium to harmonize with the two, making Timifia feel heartbroken. The pain of split lungs. Before the sword moved, Timifeia's whole body seemed to have been cut to pieces by a thousand cuts, with countless wounds opened by the invisible sword wind.
Timifia's other trembling hand also grasped the sword. She never thought that this process would be so painful and unbearable, and she was already like this even though she was in the same tone. She must have turned into the sword. Lena and Leidenhal's own pain must have been ten thousand times greater.
"What a joke!"
At that moment, the amount of information that exceeded the limit opened a dark curtain in Timifia's mind, as if her brain was boiling, her heart was pulsing rapidly as if it was about to burst, and her body was like a roll of paper tumbling in boiling water. She was in a state of being torn apart, squeezing and impacting Timifia's cognition all the time.
"What does it mean to believe me? I am also a swordsman after all. What I should be able to do should be what everyone expects me to do!"
As soon as the words fell, a golden divine light suddenly descended from the sky, piercing through the space of consciousness and hitting the ocean, and the state of mind belonging to Timifia merged into this world.
The world seemed to be stagnant, thousands of snow-white feathers fell down, and a faceless angel with six wings slowly descended from the sky and came to the woman.
"Are you ready?" the angel asked.
"I am just one of them, defending what we cannot lose." Timifia replied: "In order to continue the ideal in my heart, I can do it at any cost. This is the arrogance of human beings, and it is also the arrogance of human beings." proud."
"You voluntarily became one of them, not out of sympathy or coercion?"
"Yes, I want this arrogance and pride to continue together. Hundreds of flowers bloom, and good and evil coexist. Not only humans, but the world is also like this. It is not paranoid or controlled by others, so it is colorful."
"You insist on doing this, even if it hurts so much?"
"Even if it hurts so much!"
"Your admission is not deceptive, which is good."
The echo of the angel came from the end of the sky, and Timofia realized that the other person had left at some point, leaving only a piece of golden feathers, which fell on her shoulders, and sinking into her body with shining light.
The stagnant time began to flow, but Timifia could no longer feel the pain in her body. She tried her best to pull out the sword of pure water in front of her. The next second, the blue waves covered the entire body. film horizon.
The consciousness left the inner world and returned to reality. The mirror-like water mist in Timifia's hand reflected the twinkling stars in the night sky. On the contrary, the "Servant" who was like a tiny water droplet was placed in the center, in the nine-color " Shining sharply in the darkness.
I don’t know whether this was accidental or inevitable, but Timifia could feel that the two men who were swords were standing beside her and fighting alongside her. Behind them, the huge sky dragon's mouth was filled with fire at this moment.
At that moment, Timifia saw a magic mark appear at the feet of the Final Beast, and a dazzling red light bloomed in an unremarkable area.
"The target is there, you two will do your best to attack there!"
