The lonely moonlight is reflected on the vast lake surface, sprinkling a silver edge on the rippling ripples. The waves pass through the porthole and reflected in the cabin, and the light and shadow flow like water.

The light seemed to make the cabin brighter and refracted on the rusty blade. The blade was placed flat in soft satin. The satin was violet, inlaid with gold silk, and a hint of mystery. The sword was as if it was emitting a fluorescent light.

But for thousands of years, it seemed that it had long been used to such an unknown long sleep, no longer appeared in front of the world with its former appearance, and even lost its sharp sword blade and used its mottled sword body to tell the ancient times.

The ‘Broken Sword’, the gray-white font is suspended on the body of the sword, and can be seen by almost everyone with the system.

But only in Fang Yu's eyes was a little different, and what he saw was one more word than others:

‘Broken Holy Sword’

It is these slight differences that make Fang Zhu feel that its origin is extraordinary.

The information provided by the system is sometimes incomplete, but it rarely deceives people.

Everyone went up to hold the sword in turn, but it couldn't do anything, and Parker even tried to pick it up and swung it hard.

The crowd tried all kinds of methods, including dropping blood on the blade, but it was still as quiet as usual and kept its inconspicuous appearance.

"Maybe it's really broken." Ai Xiaoxiao whispered.

Tianlan moved his mouth and said nothing.

Unfortunately, they did not master a craft called restoring the holy sword. Because they were not even magic weapons, but real magic swords.

Born in the hands of fairies, forged in the furnace of the mountain, quenched by dragon blood, and blessed by the gods.

A dark red light in the darkness casts its sword blade, sparks drooping like a waterfall, and outlines the soul of its sword.

When they were born, the world was shaken, and the dark people regarded it as enemies; in every dark corner, there were whispers, as if they were telling their invisible fear of these five fairy holy swords.

Wherever the sword was, the evil cult was scattered. In that era, it was not just a legend.

But the sword was mottled and lying quietly on the soft silk surface, the moon was as bright as water.

Fang Zhu gently held the hilt of the sword, and everything in the dark bear was as quiet as it was.

It seemed as if all the magical and legends in the dark had collapsed, and the dissipated dream was like lingering smoke, and the glittering shadows turned into many shadows and merged into one with the sword blade.

The past is the present, and it always is.

Fang Yu couldn't help but take a breath, afraid that what he bought was really a fake, so that would be ridiculous. But he would rather believe that he had not found a suitable method because Miss Tata would not lie to him.

Nini was also lying on his shoulder, holding his collar with her small hands, trying to stay away as much as possible, but she couldn't rest assured that she was not at ease. It seemed that as soon as the sword came out of the box, they were going to kill the father and daughter on the spot. This was a memory hidden in her bloodline and it was difficult to change. But she was more worried about her Papa than herself, and she murmured with a soft tone: "Papa, Papa, Nini was afraid..."

Fang Rongqin used his finger to hit Nini's cheek, comforted the little girl, took two steps back, and left far away.

Holy swords will not be damaged by fighting, nor will they rust because they are placed for too long. In certain circumstances, they will obscene themselves and become ordinary swords.

But at the beginning of forging, the fairies set up ways to activate them. The five oath-guarding clan blood, but not only the agreed guardians can pick them up. Any mortal warrior can pick up the holy sword to challenge the darkness. The key is to meet the conditions needed.

In addition to the morning light, the five holy swords were all cast in the hands of the fairy.

The Holy Sword of Morning Light, the Blade of Light, was the first sword born from the Forge of Chongshan, cast by the dwarf, and the God of Chongshan, Taros blessed him.

This sword is still the national emblem of Ishurien and is also a holy object named after the Hailin crown.

All the Korlin people and dwarves can pick it up. There are three famous masters of this sword, two of whom are the King of Korlin, including the founding king, and one of whom is the Dwarf hero.

Moya is the second sword cast, the first of the five swords. This crown is not only because it is blessed by the dragon god Bahamut, but has the characteristics that the dark dragon fears the most, but more importantly, it has killed the dragon king Livgard.

Galapea, the fairy's family, its story is enough to be written into an epic and is also the last holy sword of mortals. It witnessed the end of the war between Venus Fire falling into the mortal world and the war between man and dragon.

The fairy spirit, the pure girl Aisha, blessed her with a drop of blood, and the blood fell from the sword spine, forming a pattern of thorns.

All those who hold this sword are protected by Aisha, as if they are in a realm of purity and will never be eroded by darkness.

But this is just a beautiful vision after all, and the story of the dragon slayer turning into a dragon has never stopped.

The fourth of the five swords is the most mysterious sword. People in the world seem to have never heard of its name, nor have they ever seen its true appearance. It seems to have neither past nor future, no one knows where it was, where it has been buried, what experiences it has, and what stories it has written?

Its legend is unknown after all.

As the last holy sword forged from the forging furnace, the one who annihilates the enemy is much more ordinary.

It is the enemy of the dragon and the sword of the dragon's death. Under the blade, the heads of seven legendary dragons are hung, and blood is dripping into a river and blood flows into a sea.

Only a hero who is bathed in the blood of the dragon and moves forward is worthy of this sword, and only the god who blesses it-

Fang Zhu turned around and looked at the Big Cat Man. Among them, only the Lion Man Paladin had not yet stepped forward.

The latter smiled and twisted the ring on his beard with his claws, "Do you really want me to do it? I'm afraid it will be impressed by my heroism. Then you don't have this opportunity."

Tianlan burst into laughter, "You have to make sure if Brother Ed bought a fake, Big Cat Man."

"Then I believe Ed's vision."

"Oh my god, stop bragging, Big Catman go and try it!"

"Then did I really go?"

"Mr. Reed, please hurry."

Fang Yu sighed too.

To defeat the enemy is the heroic motto. This is also the only one among the five swords that has been blessed by the brave lady Marlan.

He believed that he could see the difference in the Holy Sword because of the reason why he was favored by Marlan.

Among the crowd, there was a true follower of the goddess of war. Although the Big Catman had no system, he could tell immediately.

Reed walked up, his silver armor shining with the moonlight, as bright as a flower. He looked at the sword in the box, and after a moment, he stretched out his claws and pressed them on the hilt of the sword.

In that moment, the moonlight outside the window was walking out of the clouds.

The bright light hit the lake surface, as if silver light was shining from the dark lake water, and the entire Lake of Tears became bright in an instant.

A ray of light rose from the sword, and although it was only a short moment, it returned to peace.

The sword was still in the hands of the big cat man, as if it was still the same. The lake water outside the window returned to silence, and everything before it seemed like an illusion.

But Fang Zhu heard a few screams from afar, and came from the other side of the lake shore in the darkness, from the direction of Pachiva's port.

"How is it," Tianlan witnessed the incredible scene before, but everyone couldn't say whether it was an illusion, and she couldn't wait to ask, "Is there any change?"

The Big Cat Man did not answer, but only turned his sword toward them and let them see it themselves.

He turned his sword blade, and his sword body reflected the bright lake light.

Tianlan widened his eyes and saw that the mottled rust on the sword had long disappeared. It was covered in cold air and shining with a blue light.

But apart from this, it is a bit ordinary, with the blade simple and unpretentious, without any modification, and the weight of history cannot be seen. It seems to be just an ordinary long sword.

It just fell into Fang Yu's eyes, and this sword was completely different from that time:

Holy Sword (?/??)

Attack power: 427-661

(seal)

The favor of courage: immune to fear.

Holy Communion: When using all spells and abilities with the affix of [Sacred], they have the power of the gods.

There is no order of the order and no classification can be seen. It is not even called the Anti-Enemy Sword, nor is it a dragon-dead Saint Sword.

But the word "Holy Sword" alone has enough weight.

So the attack power column below is not even shocking enough. Although the average damage of up to about 500 can be summarized in about four words.

Invincible.

In the first world, there is no armor that can stop it, and all protective measures are useless in the face of such sharpness.

Even the holy sword in the sealed state has its own three abilities.

Immune fear seems mediocre, but it is an essential ability to fight large creatures, especially dragon-attributed creatures.

It even nullifies one-third of the abilities of the illusionist.

As for Marland's holy despise the Virtue Knight. The so-called power of the god is the core ability of the Virtue Knight, which actually comes from the name of a core spell - Virtue Knight.

Under the protection of different knight virtues, the Paladins' spells will show different amazing effects.

Among them, the Seal of Brave increases the damage and effectiveness of the spell.

The realm of honesty leaves the enemy with nowhere to hide.

Pity enhances healing power.

The fair spell is absolutely hit.

Sacrifice hurts oneself and defeats the enemy, which is terrifying.

Honor is noble and speechless and cannot be dispelled.

The soul is tough, fearless and immune to the mind.

The Virtue Knight has eight proverbs. Although the power of the gods of Marland is not exactly equivalent to it, it has at least four of them:

Brave, justice, honor and soul, and the ability of this sword is not limited in the number of times.

The one who holds this sword is equivalent to half a virtue knight, who also needs to spend a lot of time learning and how to use his abilities, he needs to adhere to the sayings.
To be continued...