The Sword of Oath, a holy sword that may only exist in the legend for anyone. Its legend as a holy sword even far exceeds its own as a top treasure. It can be said that there are sword-like treasures, no, and even among some sword-like weapons, the Sword of Oath, is an existence deeply introduced into people's minds as a representative of swords.

It is said that the golden light condensed on the sword blade bit by bit on the battlefield is the perseverance of every soldier to victory, as if it was the blow made by countless heroic souls at the cost of their lives, but in fact, it is not such an existence itself.[]

In fact, this weapon has nothing to do with humans at all. It is just a king's sword forged by the fantasy fairy. The name of the vow is not so much a vow from countless heroes on the battlefield, but rather a vow made by the great sword holder and the fairy when he took the sword.

However, one thing is certain, that is, in that legend, whether it is the person holding this holy sword or the power created by this sword, it is enough to stand at the top of human history and leave a page with a golden luster in history.

This sword of victory left behind in the name of invincible and invincible.

On this day, this golden holy sword once again showed its true appearance in front of other humans, but at this time the person holding it was not the legendary invincible existence, but just a girl who seemed to be less than sixteen years old.

Even among her peers, she seemed petite, making this long sword that was just a little wide and long for ordinary adults look like a big sword with two hands in her hands! But even so, it could not make anyone have a glimpse of it. The faint golden light shone through the blade of the holy sword as if it was attached to her.

A girl radiating light with her weapons.

At the same time, just like anyone who saw this golden holy sword, the long purple haired man in front of her also showed an unexpected expression in an instant, embodying the golden sword hole in his eyes, frowned slightly, and finally asked.

"How did you get it...this steel-cut sword."

"?!" This slightly understandable, but unexpected question made Rorona express a puzzled expression.

But before she could answer any answer, the opponent in front of her looked at the holy sword in her hand, and after swimming and comparing it for a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is that true? It turned out to be just a projector."

"Yes, if it is a genuine product, it should not be something you can control. Or in this world, except for the ability to control any treasure similar to the ability of my family, there are only a few people who can use this treasure." As he said that, he nodded with certainty as if he confirmed his thoughts.

"It's not just about strength, but also about a person's inner self! But since it's a fake, it can be explained clearly."

"Do you know this sword?" At this moment, Rorona asked unexpectedly.

No, or no one doesn't know this sword, but not everyone will experience his situation after seeing this sword, not because of the shock of the legend of this sword, nor because of the power of the weapon in front of them, but just that simple thing, just like seeing something familiar.

"No one doesn't know, right? After all, it is so famous." Facing the other party's puzzled expression, the purple-haired man raised his eyebrows and replied.

"Is this really just that..." Rorona looked at the man in front of her suspiciously and murmured in a low voice.

As if the other party had not finished speaking, he immediately continued to say the following answer: "And as a comrade who had fought side by side before, his sword appeared before him again... How could he be indifferent?"

But compared to the other party's surprise that only lasted for a short time, he immediately became calm. After such an answer, Rorona immediately became shocked. Is this guy from that era?

How incredible is this! If it was really the existence of that era, then it has been more than five hundred years now, right? What method has been used to make this guy look like he is less than thirty years old? A guy who is said to have appeared in front of him as if he was a living person, even if he was not surprised, it would be impossible.

And if this happens, no wonder he has such strength, which is completely different from the so-called holy level he has seen so far. Even until now, this guy has not even breathed! Is this guy... a member of the legendary Knights?

If he is really that identity, he will almost be a heroic existence! Just like the ones he had seen at that time... they are definitely not powers and treasures that humans can resist independently.

Of course, that is the premise that the other party has died, but if the other party has survived until now, then his power is probably stronger than the traditional heroes! It is very close to the legend...or, a guy who is a member of the legend stands in front of him!

Thinking of this, Rorona held the blade in her hand more cautiously.

"Don't stick to my identity. It's just a relic from the previous era. You don't even need to care about your name, because now we are just an opposing enemy in our position. What's the point if you really know my identity? That will only lead to a loss of confidence in advance." But the other party ignored her expression that became weird at that moment.

"Come on, girl, attack with all your might!" As he said that, he also tightened the weapon in his hand.

"No need to say... I will do this!" Rorona said this, thinking about the other party ejecting out. In just a moment, she quickly shortened the distance between the two sides. For the enemy in front of her, she had no chance of winning without doing everything, unlike other enemies.

Perhaps other enemies who rely on special abilities will leave her helpless for a while, but that is only a short time. As long as the corresponding method is found, it is not an existence that cannot be defeated, but rather the... skill in front of her... After repeated training, it is the premise that Rorona cannot gain the upper hand no matter what.

"Oh..." Looking at the girl who was about to attack him, the purple-haired man chuckled with interest.

Then, the two swords intersected together. One side was blessed by special abilities and magic. It was just an unknown steel sword, while the other side was a famous sword of victory that was well-known among humans...

Collided together!

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Two sword blades with similar sizes fought each other, causing dazzling sparks, but the situation where everyone thought that the ordinary steel sword was cut off at the moment of the fight did not appear. After all, this ordinary weapon was not facing any ordinary person.

It is the legendary holy sword, and this holy sword is famous for its sharp blade that has nothing to stop it, bringing the sword of victory!

However, even the Holy Sword could not destroy the opponent's weapon in a short moment. Moreover, even if this holy sword was only a fake at this time, it was actually not much different from the real one... It seems that it was strengthened by the opponent's ability? Looking at the sword blade blocking him, Rorona frowned and thought.

It's really a terrifying guy. He obviously uses the same abilities as the Paladin before, but his strength is completely different! If it were the guy before, even if he was using a low-level treasure, he would be directly destroyed under this holy sword, right? Not to mention that he is just an ordinary weapon!

The guy in front of him is the true meaning of the "knight does not die by bare hands". As long as he has a weapon in his hand, he will not die! There will be no one who can defeat him!

But it was precisely because of this that she chose this weapon. Rorona thought so and increased her efforts, as if she wanted to use her strength to overwhelm the unknown opponent in front of her, but it was futile, because no matter how hard the other party was, he was a properly trained knight, and it seemed that his body had not been decayed after years.

But this result did not make Rorona care, or she was taking advantage of the situation where both sides were at a very close distance and suddenly asked the other party: "Hey, do you know... what the legend exists for?"

"?!" Such sudden questions immediately made the other party stunned and silent.

He continued for a while: "...Well, although I have my own ideas, you can just talk about your ideas first? Aren't you planning that?" He was completely relaxed, as if the power of the enemy in front of him was not the level that was worthy of attention for him.

"Haha." The girl in front of her suddenly burst into laughter.

"Actually, the legend exists to be surpassed by others."

"Hmm?" The purple-haired man showed a curious expression. At this moment, they didn't seem to be fighting. They might have to kill each other's opponents, but they were like strangers they met on the way to chat.

"Because if you think about it carefully, it is actually said that such things do not have any meaning to exist, right?" Rorona suddenly continued to say this.

"Why does it exist? Is it just because it is praised? No, no, compared to the fact that "praise" is something that has no practical significance to both myself and my ancestors, I am afraid that the so-called legend is just a 'goal' that descendants have set for themselves." He continued to say it.

"Because no matter who sees the so-called legend's first rise, it may not be the so-called admiration, but just the thought of 'I want to surpass him' or 'I want to become the same as him'!" Rorona said softly, and took a step forward. With this step forward, the other party closed his hands due to the sudden increase in suppression.

"In other words, whether it is reality or comic novels, the so-called legend is just a standard defined by the author or the vast majority of human beings... the standard used to surpass this, and it is also a step forward."

"So, I don't care who you are..." He said in a deep voice, and the power in his hand increased in vain.

"Fall me down!"

The moment this sentence fell, a sharp sound of metal being cut, and a bright silver metal blade thrown upwards. The metal sword that blocked Rorona's attack from the beginning was finally cut off under one blow.

"?!" At this moment, the purple-haired man in front of him also showed an unexpected expression again. He did not care about the weapon that was suddenly destroyed in his hand. Instead, he pressed his hand on a huge blood groove under his left rib and appeared on it. I am afraid that if it were not for the weapon blocking it, it would have been enough to cut it in half.

And the most terrifying thing is that such an attack is left after directly destroying his weapon. It is an attack that is extremely close to the key point. It can be said that if I had not set the position a little bit as expected, then even if I had used a weapon to resist it, I would have died directly...

"Should it be said that it is really a holy sword... It is not a gap that can be made up by those skilled abilities." He said this lightly, raised his head and stared at the girl in front of him.

At the same time, the other party continued to say...

"A person's combat power is his own strength and the advantages and disadvantages of equipment. If you only use such weapons to fight me as an alchemist, it can be said that from the beginning, the equipment gap will make you at a disadvantage... But you don't seem to care much about this."

Rorona said slowly, not because she wanted to brag and did not continue to attack the opponent, but because such an opponent could not cause trauma twice in a row just because of a moment of surprise. So compared to an attack that would reveal her flaws, it would be better to give up this opportunity that was not considered an opportunity.

"Like that guy, are you too confident in your own strength?" Then he said slowly, staring at his opponent without a trace of relaxation.

"..." The purple-haired man was silent, slowly put down his hands covering the wound and cut open the flesh and tore his clothes. It can be said that under the sharp blade of this holy sword, as long as he explores a little further, he will probably cut his abdomen and let his intestines flow all over the floor.

But maybe it should be said that it is a holy sword? At least there will be no such thing as poisons that paralyze nerves... Of course, ordinary poisons will not have any great effect on you, but you should still pay attention to some special treasures with such effects.

"Ahh, it's really true." He chuckled, patted the tiny blood on his clothes and said.

"I do have this idea, because for me who has that ability, no matter what weapon it is, no matter what treasure it is, or even grab an iron stick on the side, it can be used as a familiar weapon."

"But that's just the beginning. Now I don't have such an idea. As for why I just carry an ordinary steel sword as a weapon, it's not what you said, but just..." The purple-haired man said, throwing the cut off weapon aside.

"No need." continued to say it.

"I haven't taken this out for a long time. Maybe I won't wake up if I saw you, I still keep this thing..." He continued to say on his own, then raised his empty right hand, with his palm facing down, as if he was about to start summoning something.

"..." This situation made Rorona silent. It was not that she had thought of interrupting the other party's actions, but from the moment the other party raised her hand, a great power appeared in front of her, and even the sword of oath in her hand began to tremble slightly?

Of course, it was not because I was trembling because of fear, but because the projection of the treasure in my hand had a similar effect on what was about to appear in front of me... However, the projection of the treasure in my hand was not an ordinary treasure projection! What kind of treasure was it that could resonate so much?

"Come out, old friend." After the other party's words, it seemed as if the small ground in front of him had turned into liquid at this time, and rippled with shiny ripples slightly, as if the tranquil lake had been broken. At that moment, the guy stood on the "lake surface" with a quiet face.

Something came out of the slowly rippling lake...

The first thing that appeared was a black hilt. Although it was pitch black, it seemed to be some kind of crystal, with a slightly blue crystal luster, just like a cast of some kind of crystal.

It continued to rise slowly, and it was the same black sword-ear, which was ancient, but it looked grand without any crafting. In other words, under the material that only looks rare because it is unknown, there is no need for any embellishment...

It was a two-handed sword, probably slightly larger than the average two-handed sword. Moreover, the sword jaw and the hilt looked familiar.

In the end, the dark treasure completely appeared in front of the other party and was immediately held in his hands.

"It's really a long-lost touch." He said this as he stroked the same dark blade.

"This is..." Rorona murmured. She could not have any optimistic thoughts at this time, because the weapon in her eyes that appeared in her hands... was so similar to the one in her hands? It was just the difference between color and breath.

It can be said that if the golden holy sword in her hand brings hope for victory, then the weapons in front of her can only make her feel depraved and betrayed.

Then...what is it?
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