"Holy light, have you seen that enemy..."

I kneel on one knee and pray in earnest, but not to any god.

Pure light, the holy light of redemption, expelling the light of chaos returning to order, I believe in the light, just as I recognize the law.

There is no justice in power itself, but what power can bring is its value.

The Lord of Light, Caroline, brought the light to the world. I despised the server of the self-defense, and I was hostile to the Church of the Holy Light, but I never despised the Light itself.

Because, I know the background and practical significance of the birth of the Holy Light...

"In the long night, pure light is the only hope of the weak. Even if the messenger who brought the light has deteriorated, the holy light still gives the world the power to guard."

The golden brilliance is produced in the hands clasped together, and the light of hope is sublimated into the light of guardianship. Everything is just beginning.

I have read history, and Carolan brought the Holy Light to the world. In the long history, the Church of the Holy Church was born, and the Paladin and the Holy Light Pastor appeared from it to expel the endless souls and demons. Protecting the fragile mortal, I respect and even worship such a Caroline.

But he fell down. After success, give up on himself and what is the difference with death...

More deadly, when the Holy Light lost its self, when the Church lost its impartial guide, the pure authority eventually turned into excessive arrogance. The Church of the Holy Church and the teachings of the Holy Light after the original sin had deviated. The original way of guarding.

The holy pastor no longer walks awkwardly in the villages and fields, just to treat the hardships of the farmer’s work, to treat the soldiers in the guardian towns, but to live in the magnificent cathedral and enjoy the dedication of the farmers. It was only for the aristocrats and kings to baptize and serve, to expel those small and innocent little pains.

What is even more terrible is that when I did not know when to start, the authority of the Church Church fell on those bishops. Instead of faculty members who do not leave home, instead of competing for merit, the inability to kill time in the church headquarters can be higher than that of sweating in the first line.

The descendants of the heroes of the past, by blood. Standing on the front line of the Paladin and the Holy Light Pastor, the devout faith and the practice of the Light of Light are replaced by cumbersome religious rituals. The hard work is not a rumor, ten years of practice. It is not the flattery at the reception. As the essence of the light of guardian light, the light is forgotten by the descendants of the hero.

When the glory of the sacred stage is only a faculty member wearing a Chinese robes, when the pope turns from a warrior into a politician who is good at speculation, when the real warrior retreats to the rear due to **** consciousness. Is there something that has deteriorated?

"Since there is no past and no future, then, first, let us trace the past and trace the essence of the light... the spear of Caroline!"

Holding in the hand. It is the sacred object that is obtained from Aspiria, the worn iron spear used when the **** of light, Carolan, is still human.

In the past, the sharp spear has been polished to the blunt, and the unadorned spear is a pure mass production weapon, but this spear is accompanied by Carolan’s hard journey to pursue the Holy Light. The weapon of guarding the hardships and obstacles is the highest holy relic lost in the historical records of the Church.

I held the iron spear, but I didn't intend to use him as a weapon, and my fingers were scratched at the root of the spear. The front part was turned into ashes in the burning flame, and the end of the spear fell.

"The sharp spear tip has been decayed by time, but the spear handle can still symbolize the origin of the light..."

The most holy spear has returned to history. What is left is only the humble iron tail.

The material of the epic weapon is very important, but more importantly, it is the "idea" that combines the material and the "concept". It is the theory of the creation of epic weapons, and it is the root of its power.

In the Hades. The light of redemption represents the concept of "time", and the core idea of ​​my sacred light is naturally the process of the light of the time in history, that is, the past, present, and future of the light...

The wreckage of the dilapidated origin of the Light of Light, what is better than it is to represent the past of the Light!

"The past of the light is the light of the guardian, it has always been... but even in the long night, the knights who guarded us have never forgotten the guidance of looking for light.

The clenched hands were opened, the radiant radiance was ignited in the palm, and the darkness of the abyss was dispelled by the light column that went straight into the sky.

I like history, because only by reading history can you understand that even if the top of the church has deteriorated, the knights of the Holy Light still perform the original guardianship.

The first group of ancient paladins who fought many years ago to fight for their homeland and tribes, and then, when the world encounters catastrophe and disaster, the knight of the Light has never been absent.

And in front of me, the old warhammer, who represents guardianship and redemption, floats slowly in the air.

When the holy flame representing destruction and rebirth burned on the warhammer, the artifact warhammer ushered in its own end and rebirth. My mood is contradictory, painful, but also joyful and joyful.

"Even if time passes, the inheritance of the Guardian of the Holy Light has never been lost. It is the transformation of form, the self-destruction of the holy things, the will of the guardian, but it will continue to be passed down..."

The flaming flame shattered and stayed in the air, but only the silver hammer of the warhammer.

I let go of the spear and it flew into the sky and collided with the hammer.

"clang!"

The sound of metal collisions, as I heard it, is as pleasing as a holy bell, but the demons and demons around us are as painful as thunder.

Next, the glory of glory ignited the whole world. Except for the holders of the Light, everyone lost their sight directly after losing their hearing.

The double scorpion that Sharol has just recovered has already blew himself up, and a lot of blood has burst out in his ear. The body is full of charred smell, and those unlucky demons that are involved are directly vaporized away from each other. , probably can save a life.

Not only did the enemy encounter a strong blow...

Purgatory half man Makasi is lying on the ground, painful mourning, purgatory magic lines and organs, in the brilliance into a burnt black ash, the fallen angel, but with black wings crying, flowing on the face It’s all black drops of blood, and the arrogant angels of arrogance are full of horror and despair, just like the helpless children who are in desperate circumstances.

I glanced at it, but I could only helplessly shake my head. Now, I don't have the extra strength to help people, nor do I think too much.

I explored my hand and greeted the falling ball of light.

"This... what is this..."

The painful Sharol fell to the ground, and there was still room to ask his doubts, but I did not plan to answer.

Even if the perforated ear and the melted eardrum certainly can't hear any sound, the fusion of two epic materials is beyond my limits, and speech has become a luxury.

Touching the ball of light, just for a moment, the brilliance is all gone, but in my hand, it is a broken sword with only a hilt.

The hilt is the former spear, and the upper blade is the part of the hammer.

There is no decoration, no need for decoration, the cylindrical hilt, simple and original, but attracts the attention of countless high.

I raised the hilt, and the endless light rose behind my back, as if there was a rising sun rising slowly behind my back.

"Sure enough, only this step..."

Even though the concept and "concept" of creating epic weapons have been achieved, the lack of two functional core materials, the lack of light artifacts representing the "future", can only create such semi-finished products.

"...but it's enough!"

The hilt slowly descended, and the front end of the broken sword was empty. The famous Sharol was desperately crying and crying. He knew that when the broken sword fell, his own doomsday had already arrived.

The blade of the sword was swept, and the vision of all was once again taken by the glory. When the glory dissipated and remained in place, there was only the black ashes that represented Sharol.

A gust of wind blew, the ashes dissipated, and the former **** generals have become history.

At this time, I have the strength to answer Sharol’s inquiries and tell me the name of the Holy Light in my mind.

"This is 'Dawn', the Holy Sword Dawn." (To be continued.)

Ps: I don’t know six hundred chapters. Thank you for your support since the beginning of the road, especially the support for the confused period.

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