Chapter 232：

"Oh?"

Su Jin raised his brows, turned his head, looked at Sita and said:

"what are you planning to do?"

Sita opened his mouth and finally sighed: "The concubine's name is Sita, and in mythology, she is the wife of Prince Rama."

"Oh? Want to kill a husband?" Su Jin showed an interested expression.

However, at this time, Sita shook his head and said:

"Although I hate that prince, I'm not so extreme that I want to kill him."

"Then what do you want to do?" Su Jin asked.

Sita was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "...Probably to free the already exhausted man?"

"interesting."

Su Jin narrowed his eyes and looked at Sita. After confirming her attitude, he said calmly:

"In that case, tell me where Rama is sleeping and how to unblock him, and I'll help him free for you."

"..." Sita opened his mouth and finally sighed, "Thank you for your generosity."

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Dongdu Bay.

Gnivia, who came to the sea, looked around, a pair of beautiful eyes with anticipation and joy, constantly searching.

Beside her, Lancelot, the Valkyrie with honey hair, frowned and said:

"The breath is so strong, but why is there no trace of my lord?"

"There is no sea or earth, and there is no trace of my lord. Why?"

Gunivia made a voice with anxiety, and at this moment, in her heart, she raised her head and looked at the sudden gust of wind.

In the gust of wind, wearing a mask and wrapped in white cloth, a divine figure appeared in front of Gunivia.

Seeing the person who came, Gnivia made a happy voice: "It's the King of Wind who serves my lord, are you also awake?"

The King of Wind did not reply, just looked at the two old friends in front of him and nodded slightly, then pointed to the sky.

"what do you mean?"

Gunivia looked up at the sky with a surprised expression on her face.

With the hot sunlight, her sight passed through the clouds, across countless distances, and saw the floating island suspended in space.

"Ah, that's that~ that's where~ I'm waiting to serve the last king! So you're sleeping there?"

"It turned out to be sleeping in space? No wonder I couldn't find it no matter how I looked for it."

Lancelot showed an emotional expression.

Then, she called out the white horse and stretched out her hand towards Gunivia:

"Come on, my beloved daughter, if you want to go to that kind of place, you can't do it without a mount."

"Okay, uncle."

Guinevere stretched out his hand and was mounted by Lancelot, and the two rode together.

After pulling the reins, Lancelot said to the mask:

"O Lord of the Wind, go and meet our lord."

She said, kicking the horse.

After the white horse neighed, stepping on the atmosphere, it flew towards the sky.

Seeing this, the King of Wind silently raised his head, manipulated the wind, and chased after him.

The two flew high into the sky, even breaking through the atmosphere, and came to what humans call satellite orbits.

There, the two gods and one **** ancestor saw the floating island.

The island is small, with hills and flats clearly visible, but no plants or life exist there, only soil and rocks.

In the center of the island, a knife was inserted upside down.

It was a thick, double-edged sword about 100 centimeters long.

The blade is mottled and covered with rust. It looks ordinary, but it has a very noble personality.

- The sword of salvation!

The last king, the seventh incarnation of Pishnu, the body of Prince Rama.

The strongest steel formed by the fusion of equipment bestowed by the gods with Prince Rama.

Kill the invincible blade of Rakshasa in the world!

Chapter 0288 Su Jin's Greetings

"Ahhh~~ I'm waiting for the Lord~~"

Gnivia jumped off the white horse, took three steps and two steps, came to the front of the sword of salvation, knelt on the ground, stretched out her hands carefully, touched the blade of the sword and said:

"It's Gunivia's fault that it took so long to become an audience."

Gunivia touched the blade and turned to look at Lancelot.

The Valkyrie opened her mouth and seemed to understand something, so she could only sigh and give an encouraging look.

Seeing this, Genivia smiled, a very sweet smile.

She stood up and took out the gold poured cup.

This is the [Holy Grail].

The Holy Grail created by the sacrifice of the life of the White Goddess, Gnivia's previous life.

Genievia held the Holy Grail in his hand, and gently poured the liquid in the cup onto the divine sword of salvation, and at the same time apologized repeatedly:

"I'm really sorry for the lack of Earth Essence collected."

"On the earth now, the old demon king who is like a greedy wolf, the shameless queen who claims to be unparalleled in the world, the witch who has nothing but harm to the country and the people, and four other young kings are wreaking havoc."

"The magic power that my subordinates worked so hard to collect was also taken away by the young demon king, the god-killer known as the Black Prince, and only these are left to serve as your nourishment."

"In order to make up for these mistakes, please accept this offering."

While Gnivia was talking, her legs were already brought together, turning into a snake's tail covered with golden scales.

At the price of giving up eternal life, the ancestors of the gods can incarnate into serpents of apostasy.

The life of the perverted snake is the best nourishment for the sword of salvation, and it is also one of the keys to exerting its power.

Seeing this scene, the King of Wind snorted and stepped forward, as if he wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Lancelot.

The sad-faced Valkyrie shook her head at the King of Wind, who was silent for a moment, took a step back, and stopped coming forward.

At this moment, Genivia, whose face became paler and paler, grabbed the Divine Sword of Salvation, and while trying to pull it out, she recited the spirit of words aloud:

[We are praying for the rebirth of the sword, breaking through the darkness of the end times, and killing the god-killing demon king! 】

[The incomparably noble sword of the sword, the blade of the blade. 】

[You are the blade that annihilates the demon king, you are the white light of salvation, and you were born to kill all the Rakshasa in the world! 】

Accompanied by the spirit of words, Gunivia's figure became more and more illusory.

In contrast, the mottled rust on the Divine Salvation Sword gradually fell off, revealing the white-gold blade.

Seeing this scene, Genivia called out loudly:

[O holy king who appeared in the last days, come quickly! 】

A phantom suddenly appeared next to the divine sword.

It was a handsome man with grey hair and a beautiful face.

He appeared there with a battle-hardened temperament and an indescribably tired look, wearing a blue coat, trousers, and a white cloak.

He looked at the gradually dissipating Gnivia, and said with a wry smile and annoyance:

"...why are you in trouble?"

"King! The king I'm waiting for~~"

Gnivia, who was dissipating, showed a happy expression, but at the same time, she, who knew that her time was short, said solemnly:

"Please be extra careful, there is a terrifying demon king born in this world, please be very careful..."

Amidst the warning, Genivia's figure turned into white sand and dissipated into space.

Lancelot looked at the dissipated white sand, and felt melancholy for a second or two, then turned his head and pulled down the hood on his head and said:

"My friend, do you still remember my face?"

Rama looked at Lancelot with a little nostalgia: "Ah, it's you, I didn't expect to meet again."

"The same is true for me. I never thought that I would be able to meet allies who fought against Rakshasa and Mother Earth in the past."

While Lancelot said this, he showed a bloodthirsty and warlike smile:

"It looks like we are going to fight side by side on the battlefield again."

Seeing this, Rama smiled helplessly: "You are still the same, only fighting exists in your heart."

With a smile, he turned his head and looked at the masked **** and said:

"Hanuman, thank you for your hard work."

This is to express gratitude to the subordinates who have been seeking to resurrect him for thousands of years.

Even if this resurrection was not what Rama expected.

Hanuman got down on one knee and respectfully accepted Rama's thanks.

At this time, Rama turned his head and looked at Lancelot and said:

"The last thing Gnivia said, that terrifying Demon Lord made me a little concerned."

"So that's the case, is it King Su Jin?"

Lancelot frowned and replied:

"For some reason, I felt an unimaginable sense of crisis in the newly born Demon King who was only half a month old."

"Su Jin?"

Rama recited the name silently, frowned and said:

"The gods are warning me and issuing petitions. It seems that this demon king seems to have committed a heinous crime..."

Before Rama's words were finished, he suddenly looked at the planet below.

"What's wrong?" Lancelot, who saw Rama's abnormality, asked in confusion.

At this time, cold sweat broke out on Rama's face, and he warned loudly:

"Be careful, something is coming!"

And at this moment, above the earth, endless golden rays of light gathered together.

Like a brilliant pillar of light, it rushed straight towards the floating island.

"An attack from the ground? How is that possible!"

Unbelievably, the floating island was completely submerged by light!

At this critical juncture, Rama unfolded the sword of salvation.

Behind him, a huge magic circle suddenly appeared.

It was a square array with a side length of about ten meters.

The magic circle is divided into countless small grids by golden lines, and in each grid is a divine tool given by the gods to Rama to defeat the demon king.

Hundreds of artifacts emerged, and golden lines spread.

Looking around, there seems to be a golden mandala behind Rama.

The divine sword unfolded, and in the face of the light-like attack, Rama roared: