Chapter 402：

With the human face reflected in his mind, he slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch this vicious miracle.

However--

The dead souls all over the battlefield are filled with light, and all the indomitable souls that have passed away are condensed into the crystallization of glorious prayer.

"What is that?" someone asked.

Someone looked at that light.

"It's a compatriot, it's a robe." Someone said.

"I will also turn into this light to protect my relatives and friends."

The dying person closed his eyes with a smile, his body filled with radiant brilliance.

People's brilliance is gathering, and a dazzling holy sword illuminates the darkness deeper than night.

Holding this proud of the will, righteousness to implement this belief, the ultimate fantasy, the star sword that declares victory, like a pillar, blasted from the mountains and forests to the white dragon's holy gun Lungominiad.

The storm is mixed with thunder, the star spear that vents the mighty power of the gods, and the star sword that shines mixed with light and proclaims the glory of man.

The two touch in the air.

Two star artifacts, with different powers, have an impact.

The space is quiet.

The next moment--

"Rumble, rumble, rumble—"

A loud noise like thunder.

The violent wind swept the battlefield, and the vegetation on the ground was lifted tens of meters and flew upside down like a violent wind.

From the individual, after all, the mighty power of God has the upper hand.

The brilliance of the Star Sword was pushed back, and the violent storm and thunder cut a mountain range.

But there is no doubt that the human side has already acquired the same personality.

The king stopped.

——Do you want magic?

The thing continued to ask.

"I don't need it anymore, you shameful crap!" Wang issued an accusation.

That thing disappeared.

It has no personality, no personality, and no emotions. It is just a simulated machine that contains the existence needed. Once the contract is signed, that existence will become his belongings. It's just a pity that the king rejected him.

"King!" Altria, holding the sword of Avalon and the Star, found the king with a look of embarrassment.

The king's gaze fell on the Star Sword, which had been turned into the sword of vows of victory, his gaze was complicated, and he said, "You still got this sword after all."

Wang didn't ask her how to get the star sword, as if he knew from the beginning that she would get this sword, but he had also expected that she would not get this sword.

"Lend me this sword and sheath first, Al." Wang said.

"Please use."

Altria put the sword into the scabbard, and then placed it horizontally in front of the king.

For her, dedicating everything to the king and winning victory is the greatest glory.

The king took the sword and the scabbard, drew out the star sword, stared at the white dragon flying in the sky, stared at the horns of the dragon made by his holy spear, Lungominiad, and then looked at this one that declared victory. The sword said: "If you really are the steel sword, show your personality, be the king, and cut down the holy spear!"

The Star Sword responded to the king's desire and new changes took place.

The Star Sword has no fixed form. It is a pure planetary crystallization endowed with the concept of "Sword", which will reflect the inner posture of the holder.

And what is Wang's heart?

The Star Sword has changed. It has changed from a sword in stone posture to a golden sword.

It is different from the sword of Altria’s oath of victory, and also different from the holy sword of the male King Arthur in memory.

It was a pure golden holy sword, without a trace of impurities, reflecting Wang's firm heart.

Without swearing victory, the golden sword of the star became a pure king's sword.

In terms of performance, this sword may not have changed much, but the golden sword body is just the embodiment of the king's spirit.

Wings of [evil] emerged from the back of the king and flew towards the white dragon.

He is going to cut off that dragon horn, that holy spear Lungominiad!

"Ho **** ho **** ho **** -!"

The white dragon roared and launched a shelling at the king.

The storm is mixed with thunder, and the pillar of starlight vents the power of God.

Wang rounded sideways and dodged.

The white dragon opened his mouth, and the breath of the dragon with a strong magical aura sprayed towards him.

Unprepared, Wang placed the scabbard in front of him, and wrapped his whole body with [evil].

The breath of the dragon cannot destroy the scabbard, but destroys all of the king's [evil].

After breathing out, Wang's whole body was scorched and exuding white smoke.

[Evil] The body was repaired, but it was still painful, but Wang's face was very calm.

With his wings spread out, Wang rushed towards the white dragon.

Altria, wearing a lion armor, narrowed her gaze, picked up the sword in the stone again, and rushed into the sea of ​​beasts.

The king is fighting with God, and she can't fall.

The breath of the white dragon, the pure real etheric shelling, and the star shelling of the Holy Spear Lungominiad, are full of power.

The king didn't dare to resist, he could hide as much as he could, and if he couldn't, he would use a scabbard to block it, and he would suffer extensive burns, and finally healed it with [evil].

[Evil] It can repair the injury, but it can't relieve the pain. However, the king easily endured these sufferings with a firm will.