Marvel: Start With A Power Gem

The radiance of the holy sword overflows, the field of vision is captured by it, and the eyes are dazzled by it.

Infinite beliefs gather here across time and space, listening to the infinite glory that yearns for life, and feeling the warm guidance from the soul.

The will of the planet was added to the sword body again, and the thirteen seals were fully opened.

The holy sword has reached its maximum power.

The time is completely ripe.

King Arthur, named Artoria, slowly opened his eyes, and loudly proclaimed the real name of the Holy Sword of the Stars in his hand:

"Oath~Sword of Victory.

The light overflowed, the dazzling beams traversed the void, and the torrent of light rushed out.

In the face of this light of faith, Sea of ​​Chaos seemed to voluntarily give way.

The strongest light, blooming.

Boom~

The incomparably dazzling torrent of light submerged the magic dragon, and a violent roar mixed with wailing resounded throughout the sea of ​​Chaos.

The magic dragon, which had already approached again, retreated wildly under the bombardment of the torrent of light.

One after another bloodstains appeared on the dragon's body, black dragon blood dripped into Chaos, and ten pieces of dragon scales shattered under the baptism of the torrent of light.

Light has extremely powerful damage to darkness, not to mention the infinite glory gathered by infinite beliefs.

"Oh~ Awesome~"

"Worthy of being King Arthur, even if she is a daughter, she is a woman who does not give way to a man."

"I knew that Miss Leah is the most handsome."

"Look at the gap between people and people, it's time for you to reflect."

Seeing this scene, everyone present refreshed their understanding of Artoria.

"The power of this attribute...it simply overwhelms me.

Momonga silently labeled Artoria in his heart as not to be provoked.

Even if the target of this blow was not him, he still felt uncomfortable for a while.

Limulu jumped up: "Miss Leah just said that there is still a second trick... I'm looking forward to it."

"...Cut~" Nezha snorted unhappily: "If I hadn't been able to completely undo the seal of the Qiankun circle, this dragon would have been cramped by me long ago.

Tokiwa Sogo said excitedly: "As expected of the legendary King Arthur, I have seen it today, and it seems that this time it really did not go wrong.

Seeing Arturia slowly put away the holy sword, Ye Yi asked softly: "Saber, is the magic power still enough?"

"It's enough to just project the holy spear and release the treasures to the maximum." Saber responded very easily without turning her head.

"And, the world should help me."

After the voice fell, the holy sword in his hand turned into a fluorescent light and dissipated. Arturia raised his right hand lightly, and squeezed his five fingers slightly.

"Come on, Holy Lance Luminiad.

As the twilight gathered, a huge and extremely gorgeous knight's spear emerged in Artoria's hand.

The pillar of the world, the tower that supports the sky, the pillar of light that maintains the surface of the world, the anchor of the haze that binds the reality and the inner sea of ​​stars, the Holy Lance Lungomeniad.

Thick, sharp, gorgeous and sacred, this is the first impression of this knight's spear.

"I feel like I've been targeted again." Momonga sighed very tiredly.

The same is true of the previous holy sword, and so is the current holy gun, all of which have negative characteristics against evil, undead, and so on.

Momonga expressed that he was very tired.

"Who made you an undead?" Limuru spread his hands, expressing that he was powerless to help.

"Thirteen restraints, liberation.

"Holy Lance, Yin Anchor.

Seeing the magic dragon that had begun to gradually recover, Artoria, who was holding the Holy Spear, looked serious.

The terrifying stream of light converged again, and the Holy Lance showed its final form, the pillar of light, the anchor of mist that holds the stars together.

The golden light curtain shrouded the Holy Lance and Artoria together, and the extremely terrifying rays of light frantically converged through the sea of ​​Chaos.

Both eyes were shrouded in golden light, and Artoria's eyes instantly fixed on the magic dragon recovering from its injuries.

With five fingers tightened, the right hand retracted slightly, and then thrust out suddenly.

Clustered with the breath of stars, shining the torrent of life.

Holy Lance, pull out the anchor.

Rhongomyniad!

"The spear that shines at the end."

Dazzling golden light across the sea of ​​Chaos...

"Roar~"

Sensing the danger, the Demon Dragon didn't bother to continue absorbing Chaos force to recover from the wounds hit by Nezha and the Sword of Oath of Victory.

The overwhelming wings suddenly folded in front of him, and the pitch-black magic power gathered into an extremely strong shield.

clang~

The dazzling stream of light from the stars collided with the black magic shield of the magic dragon, and the already calm Sea of ​​Chaos became turbulent again.

Bursts of bangs and explosions continued to come out.

The incomparably sharp torrent of stars lived up to everyone's expectations, piercing through the magic shield condensed by the magic dragon almost instantly, and the sharp spear tip instantly pierced through the wings of the magic dragon blocking in front of him.

"Roar~"

A howl came, and the dazzling torrent of stars directly penetrated the dragon's body, leaving a huge amount of void, which then slowly dissipated.

"Cut~" Seeing Artoria show off his might again, Nezha was even more upset.

There is no jealousy, no envy, I only hate myself for not being able to control the devilish energy in my body, otherwise... there is nothing wrong with this group of people at all.

He alone could kill the dragon.

"Should it be cold now?" Seeing the magic dragon pierced by the holy spear, Limulu seemed relieved.

"No~" Flying Squirrel shook his head lightly: "King Arthur's fatal blow to the dragon was a little skewed, and he failed to hit the dragon's heart directly."

"Although an injury of this degree is serious, it is not directly fatal, and it can still recover after giving it time.

Limulu scratched her head helplessly: "Why is this guy so resistant to beating?"

"After all, in the setting of 407, it is the magic dragon that ate most of the world tree." Ye Yi shrugged:

"If this guy is willing to stay in Chaos for another tens of millions of years, completely stabilize and sublimate this setting, and then come out to make trouble, maybe I will have to do it myself."

"This product has such potential?" Momonga was surprised.

Continuing to take out a bag of potato chips and pass it to Bao'er, Ye Yi turned to look at Feishu: "Do you want to make a move?"

"Then let's make one move." Flying Squirrel nodded immediately: "This is the only move I can take."

"I'll leave the rest to you." Looking at the still undead dragon, Artoria sighed, and the projection of the holy spear in his hand slowly dissipated.

The flying squirrel didn't hesitate, and flew forward directly: "It's hard to get promoted, and it's a good choice to test the hole cards in the bottom box."

"Up."

Raising the bone claw slightly, a huge magic power exploded: "Special skill: Death is the end of all life.

A golden clock appeared behind him, and the death rule enveloped the dragon, forcibly endowing it with a sense of death.

"Death rule is the most strengthening blade of Death God."

On the clock, the golden hour hand began to rotate, and death was announced, and it began.

The strongest blow from Momonga so far.

In a trance, an illusory black shadow flashed in the Sea of ​​Chaos, it was a pitch-black and ferocious sickle.

There is no fancy, understatement to the top of the magic dragon's head, and then slowly dissipate. .