However, his own body had already dimmed to the extreme.
Si Ting swung his longsword, effortlessly blocking the final dim ray of Holy Light, filled with the spirit of belief.
"Clang!"
The longsword trembled slightly, and he could feel the ray of Holy Light and its inner spiritual will still attempting to break through the defense.
"Willing to risk death to counterattack, rather than extend life a little longer?"
Si Ting nodded slightly, showing some respect for the "weak" trio, rather than ridiculing Norton and the others for not knowing the gap in strength.
Having the courage to draw swords against the strong... Si Ting himself had grown step by step like this!
But respect aside, Si Ting did not hesitate.
Si Ting raised his slender fingers and flicked the sword, and with a "buzz," Electric Light shook, shattering the final fusion of the knights' beliefs into Holy Light.
