Accompanied by the weightlessness unique to teleportation, Julius knew they had fallen into a trap. Just as he gripped his usual side-sword, the voice of the Light Dragon reached his ears: "Hero Julius, use the Holy Sword in this battle. Without it, you will die. There is no possibility of an exception; your opponent is far more powerful than you imagine, exceeding even some past Demon Lords."
Hearing the Light Dragon's words, Julius no longer hesitated and gripped the hilt of the Holy Sword.
Teleportation complete.
The terrain is a plain.
"What is that?"
On the flat map, an altar was particularly eye-catching. Magic and leylines mixed upon it, flowing endlessly and emitting a breathtakingly beautiful light. Atop the altar, a young girl dressed in black robes and black clothes was casting magic.
Instantly, the sky and clouds changed color. The entire cloud layer was pulled into a vortex. The surrounding grass withered and died in an extremely short time; with a gentle breeze, it turned to dust.
What on earth is that?!
Julius looked at the sky, his entire body trembling.
Light descended, and a cross slowly fell. Angel wings draped around it, and flames encircled the sky like a holy halo. The atmosphere vibrated, space wailed, and all things in the world were heading toward their end.
That was Judgment.
No understanding was needed; at first glance, one knew it was the Twilight that brought destruction to all things.
He was locked on.
That overwhelming pressure left him unable to move.
The so-called Hero was merely a weakling with attributes not even reaching ten thousand. Without the Hero title, without the God-Slaying Holy Sword, he wouldn't even be worthy of standing on the grand stage. He was a weak human, but it was precisely because he was weak that he would struggle to emit the radiance of humanity, and why so-called miracles would favor him several times.
But—
—Tsukasa's expression at this moment was saying exactly that.
Before the Twilight that ends all things, even miracles must meet their end! This was the largest-scale Twilight she could currently release. It was no exaggeration to say that because of the altar's empowerment, this Twilight truly displayed the power this skill was meant to have.
Even against a Demon King with attributes as high as
she was now confident she could kill them! The empowerment from the altar exceeded her imagination. Because she possessed the Fairy exclusive skill, Heart of Nature, and had previously completed the task assigned by the world will, the leylines now seemed infinite, at her beck and call.
The Hero is dead for sure!
With the empowerment of the leylines,
she could use skills without restraint.
The Celestial Realm protected her and the altar.
Twilight endlessly poured out the Flames of World Destruction.
She even had the illusion that she could kill gods if they stood in her way! But it was just an illusion. A true Twilight was a world-level disaster that even the gods would suffer from. Unlike her, even with the support of the leylines, she could only create a domain of a certain range; the gap between this and a true Twilight was far too large.
"Hero!" the Light Dragon guarding the Holy Sword shouted at this time, "Swing the Holy Sword at the sky! This is your only way out. Only by using the Holy Sword's power to disperse this spell do you have a hope of surviving. Don't think about killing the enemy; this spell has already locked onto you. Before you can swing your sword at the enemy, you might already be dead."
Although it was the Light Dragon's first time seeing such a terrifying magic, it could still see the nature of this spell. Because of that altar, the spell had already taken shape.
It was too late to attack the caster now; it could only launch an attack against the spell itself.
A moment of hesitation flashed through Julius.
In his eyes, the Holy Sword was the trump card to deal with the Demon King. Although the Hero title was specialized against the Demon King, he had never used that ability after all.
Moreover, he had encountered the Demon King when he was a child, and the Hero title didn't seem to boost his power much back then, so this title might be unreliable at a critical moment. But the Holy Sword was different; he felt it the moment he obtained it. Although it could only fire one strike, the power was absolutely peerless. He had a hunch that it could probably even kill the Demon King.
He even thought that if he were in danger, he absolutely shouldn't use the Holy Sword, but rather leave it to be inherited by his younger brother. The Holy Sword could only exert its greatest potential while it remained unsheathed.
Because possessing the Holy Sword represented having one chance for a definitive kill. Surely even the Demon King would be willing to sit down and talk with him upon seeing it, rather than forcing him to release the Holy Sword's power, right? Exactly, his idea was to use the Holy Sword as an opportunity for dialogue; he wanted to persuade the Demon King not to continue this war!
"Don't hesitate! If you don't use the Holy Sword now, once you die, it will fall into the enemy's hands!"
The Light Dragon's words woke Julius up.
Although he really wanted to save the Holy Sword, he had no choice now. If he didn't use it, the sword left behind would fall into the enemy's hands anyway.
In that case, there was no other way.
Holy Sword—
—Release!
Target locked: Twilight Magic Circle!
The Hero's entire body was flashing with holy light.
Powerful energy surged out.
"Oooooooooooooooh!!!"
But before the Holy Sword could be fully released, the Twilight cross had already smashed down from above his head.
Don't dodge!
The Hero raised the Holy Sword.
Firelight and holy light instantly intertwined.
There was no scene of an explosion, just a sword light and the cross colliding, then spiraling and vanishing into the beyond of dimensions. However, judging by the black hole effect that opened in the sky, it was clear that the damage from the Holy Sword and Twilight just now was by no means small.
Chulidis, who had just rushed over, was directly stunned, because the Holy Sword in the Hero's hand had already turned into light fragments, dissipating bit by bit.
How could this be?!
The Holy Sword actually didn't kill that girl.
It actually only canceled out the damage of one spell?
What on earth were the Hero and the Light Dragon doing?!
Chulidis had no idea what the situation was just now. At that time, Julius had no other choice; he had to use the Holy Sword, and he had to use its power to disperse the magic. He had no way to strike at the caster, because in that situation, if he died, the Holy Sword would become the caster's trophy.
However, it wasn't Chulidis's fault for his mental breakdown at this moment. He originally thought the chance to save the world and the Goddess was right before his eyes, about to be realized.
Who could have expected accidents to occur
one after another? First, the Hero was taken away by a teleportation array. He had rushed over at his fastest speed, but he was still too late.
And now, his hope was shattered.
For the Holy Sword to reappear, it would take at least several decades; he simply couldn't afford to wait.
Now that this girl could use spells of this level, how would he dare wait several decades?
"No, it's not over yet!"
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