The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

"Limit..." Ulysses stared at the red and black giant sword in his hand. His attack speed had indeed completely surpassed his previous limit. He didn't even need to calculate how many swords he had swung, just Accelerate continuously according to your own ideas.

Is this the characteristic of the realm of infinite desire? Relying on your inner desires, you can infinitely strengthen yourself, make continuous breakthroughs and growth within the limits your body can reach, and finally evolve yourself together. This power has no limit and no end, so it is called "the realm of infinite desire."

What a terrible power, this is simply against the common sense of this world. As long as you want to become stronger, you can become stronger. As long as you want to be faster and more powerful, your body will constantly surpass the limit and push yourself to a higher level. As long as there is a strong desire, the realm of infinite desire can transform that desire into power.

I remember Aiya said that in order to use this kind of power to fight, the cultivator himself needs at least the power of a seventh-level powerhouse. Now, he doesn't need to rely on the power of the Abyss Condemnation, and can easily use this power. That is to say, even if he does not rely on any other power, he himself has become a real seventh-level powerhouse. ?

"Finally reached this point? But, it seems something is wrong." Ulysses didn't feel that he had ever felt that kind of breakthrough. When all seventh-level powerhouses break through the limits of their bodies and reach the qualifications for possessing treasures, they will have the same sign, that is, the power in the body is completely transformed, turned into a huge magical explosion, and then awakened. If you want to describe it, it is the feeling of breaking through the cocoon that has enclosed oneself and becoming a beautiful butterfly.

"Ulysses, is there anything wrong?" Arseria asked with some doubts as Ulysses was suddenly stunned.

"Nothing, just probably, maybe, I am indeed a seventh-level powerhouse now." Ulysses smiled and said lightly.

"Seventh-level powerhouse?? What are you talking about, Ulysses, you were when we first met. You are first-rate in terms of speed, explosiveness, and treasures. Except for sword skills. It's still a bit strange, you've long been a veritable seventh-level powerhouse." Although she became Ulysses' apostle, Arseria didn't really know what happened to Ulysses. In her opinion, Ulysses, who possessed such a powerful dark magic sword of Abyss Conviction, of course had already crossed that obstacle.

"Well, maybe it is. However, there has been no sense of reality, as if in a dream." Ulysses cast his gaze to the distance, which is the direction of the sea and the direction when he came.

Since when, has he changed from a half-toned battle that can only rely on the power of the Abyss Conviction Transmission to a sure fighter even for a first-class seventh-level powerhouse like Arcelia? Obviously, at the beginning of the summer, I was still disappointed by the failure of the priest exam, but now I have stood at a height that I didn't even dare to think about at that time.

A seventh-level powerhouse, the title longed for by all cultivators in the mainland, a powerhouse beyond the limits of human beings, even the king dare not offend the existence at will. It was just one night, just thinking about the need for strength, did he achieve it? It's so easy, without any special feeling.

The first time he held the abyss and convicted him, he didn't even hold the sword accurately. He just used the power instilled in him by the abyss conviction itself to fight awkwardly. And now, he could easily hold it, and wield a high-speed sword skill that even the experienced Arseria could not despise.

The past scenes flowed slowly in front of Ulysses, and they were all important memories that could not be forgotten.

When he encountered a murderer that he was completely unable to fight against in Taji City, and his chest was pierced by a short knife, he felt his weakness for the first time. Not only was he unable to save others, but he couldn't even save himself.

When deciding to use the power of the Demon King that Aiya said, holding the red and black Demon King's sword in the abyss, he had the power to save others and protect himself for the first time.

See the legendary eighth-level monster and choose to fight side by side with two great seventh-level powerhouses. He began to understand that the seventh-level strong sometimes represented not only glory, but also relative responsibilities.

When meeting with Kanai's master, he saw for the first time the absolute power that could destroy the city and tear the sky with one blow. Even now, that was a power he could not reach. This made him understand that he has the power of the Demon King, but he can only use a small part of the power of the Demon King, and there is still a considerable distance between him and the real super power in this world.

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There is sweetness, warmth, pain and fear in these memories. However, these are all important memories he has experienced and will never forget.

No matter what the future path will be, he will cherish these important memories, as well as the girls who have met him in these short months.

"Go on, Arseria." With a relaxed smile, Ulysses raised the abyss in his hand again and pointed at the knight **** the opposite side.

"Come on, Ulysses." No one knows Ulysses' growth better than Arseria. In just a few short months, the black-haired young man in front of her has gone from a beginner swordsman who didn’t even understand the basics of sword skills and relied solely on his own treasure to become a swordsman who possessed First-class sword skills, even a powerful swordsman who can repel her head-on.

It is really incredible, no, it should be said that it is completely against common sense. Ulysses's growth rate has exceeded the scope of "genius". Within a few months, you can turn from a beginner in swordsmanship to a first-rate swordsman. Perhaps only Ulysses, the "devil" can do it.

However, Ulysses is not the only one who has grown up. She has a new body and is different from before. The biggest problem that plagued her before has now been eliminated. After getting used to this new body, she should be able to truly use this golden holy sword Xcaliba and "that".

"Ding! Ding!" The crisp interlaced sound of weapons sounded on the top of the hill again, and the light of the golden holy sword and the red and black magic sword passed through the morning fog, intertwined into a gorgeous light curtain. The two people in the light curtain fought enthusiastically, fighting against...

"Huh! Huh!" Ulysses stopped the abyss in his hand and made a conviction. Just now, he used his current greatest power, even the power of the fallen angel's light, but still did not defeat Alzeria. Way. It seems that unless the true form of the desperate Liberation Abyss conviction, he is still quite far away from Arseria.

Although it was still calm as usual on the surface, this was the hardest time for Arseria to deal with Ulysses' attack, and the light of the golden holy sword had reached its highest point. Unless she lays down her heart to use Ulysses as an "alien" to unleash the shining power of Xcaliba, there is no way to defeat him.

"That's it for today, Arcelia." Although she has officially entered the ranks of the seventh-level strong, but with such an exhaustive battle against Ulysses, there is no way to persist for too long. The use time of the Abyss Conviction is not Not infinite. In fact, it would be very difficult for two 7th-level powerhouses of equal strength to distinguish between the winners and losers without restraining each other's treasures.

"Okay." Although the appearance is not obvious, Arseria feels a little tired too. Fighting with a freak like Ulysses with no visible margins is not an easy task.

"Take a break and then go back, Aya and Helen must have been waiting." Ulysses, who put away the conviction of the abyss, sat on the ground casually and began to rest.

Arseria didn't say anything, but stood quietly beside him, staring into the distance.

On the eastern horizon, a golden light resembled a sharp sword, tearing open the edge of the sky and pointing straight to the sky. Soon, more golden lightsabers shot out from there, piercing and piercing the few clouds inlaid with gold rim that were floating there leisurely.

The golden swords of light became denser and denser. Finally, a round of red sun jumped out of the horizon, dispelling the last trace of darkness hiding in the corner, and the golden red light reflected like a huge sea wave, burning surgingly. The whole world.

Under the dazzling golden light, Arseria's figure in silver armor looked so divine and so beautiful. The golden hair fluttering gently with the morning breeze is as bright and warm as the sun's rays. The brilliance of the sky and the sun was reflected in those green eyes that were as clear and calm as lake water.

Ulysses knew that he would never forget this beautiful and sacred scene again, just like the gentleness under the moonlight he saw in Arcelia's arms that night.