Miss Witch, please respect yourself

Chapter 181 Independent of taboos, a stronger grade above epic!
The royal capital of the Glory Empire, San Feuye, was known as the "City of Gods" in the past.

It is rumored that the great gods served by the temple once performed miracles here.

Of course, such secrets can only be known by those great nobles who have inherited the ancient traditions.

In Saint-Fouille now, the people in the city know very little about "God". The temples and churches all over the empire are only symbolically open, and they don't really promote the greatness of the gods.

Compared with religious organizations, today's temples are more like secret institutions on the extraordinary side.

But even so, the Privy Cathedral, as one of the three landmark buildings in the royal capital of Sainte-Vuille, still received a lot of attention.

Therefore, when the Duke of the Frontier came to the white jade square in front of the Privy Council Cathedral alone, and plunged his big sword into the flat ground made of white jade, he was forced by its momentum, and the people who only dared to hide in the distance talked about it stand up.

"Who is that? The eyes looked so scary. I took a look from a distance and almost peed in fright."

"Don't say it's you, I too... cough cough."

"That's the Duke of the Frontier." An older resident said: "At this time of year, the Duke of the Border will come to the Privy Council Cathedral to pray."

"Master Border Duke?! Guarding the border of the empire, Lord Border Duke with illustrious military exploits!" The crowd exclaimed.

However, some people also questioned: "Pray for blessings? Old man, are you sure that the Duke of the Border is here to pray for blessings?"

The old man who was questioned was speechless, because the current behavior of the Duke of the Frontier did not look like he was here to pray.

At this moment, countless temple knights came out from various positions and forcibly dispersed the residents who were discussing, even those who were hiding in the room were not spared.

Soon, with the Privy Council Cathedral as the center, within a radius of three kilometers, there was no more ordinary person.

"Squeak-"

The thick metal gate opened slowly, and the strong wind blowing the frontier Duke's frantic long hair flew wildly.

A knight wearing leaden gray armor with bright silver sides, and a knight sword on his waist, slowly walked out from the center of the wide-open door of the Privy Council Cathedral.

The face under the knight's helmet is very ordinary. He looks about 40 to 1.8 years old, and his height is not high, only [-] meters.

The only difference from ordinary people is that there is a strange dark golden line between his brows, which looks like an open eye from a distance.

He walked forward step by step, until he was 50 meters away from the Duke of the Border, then stopped, and said in a low voice, "Breton, is this your choice?"

"I advise you one last time."

"A hundred years is not unbearable for legend."

"Once you fail, not only you, but even the Soros family behind you will be gone."

"Even if it's a royal and noble ceremony, it's impossible to protect you this time."

Hearing this, the border duke just chuckled: "Rilco, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you've become more nonsense."

"The fourth seat is not even the last three seats. Hurry up and let your boss come out."

"Oh, good, good!" The lead gray armored knight laughed back angrily, "Then let me, the fourth seat, come and learn about the masterful tricks of the Duke of the Frontier."

"Chong-"

The cold knight's sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the cold light illuminated the surroundings in an instant.

At the entrance of the Privy Council Cathedral, Rilke's figure disappeared, replaced by a sword light that was so fierce that the space was constantly fluctuating and distorting.

On the top of a house a few kilometers away, Eric the Golden Rule stared at the sword light, his eyes full of dignity.

The fourth seat of God's Punishment, the legendary extreme knight, the wave knight Rilko's sword was extremely terrifying. He felt that he didn't have the slightest grasp of the hard attack, so he could only choose to dodge.

He who has just been promoted to the legendary limit, compared with the legendary limit knight who has been promoted for several years like the tide knight Rilko, there is indeed a considerable gap.

The golden motto Eric's eyes fell on the Duke of the Border.

He wanted to see how the Duke of Borders would deal with such a sword that he was absolutely impossible to take.

On the white jade square, facing the oncoming sword light, the frontier duke's eyes were as indifferent as before, and he slowly raised his hand when the sword light was less than two meters away from his body.

He didn't use a weapon, nor did he use fighting energy. The raised finger seemed to be slow but fast, just in front of Jianguang.

In the next instant, a dazzling light suddenly lit up.

"boom!"

The violent torrent of dou qi rushed towards the Privy Council Cathedral, and was resisted by the semi-illusory protective shield that emerged on its surface, causing ripples continuously.

When the fighting spirit dissipated into a sky full of brilliance, the sight in his eyes caused the pupils of the golden precept Eric in the distance to shrink sharply, and he stood on the spot in a daze.

I saw the fourth seat of God's Punishment who launched the attack, the wave knight Rilco, half kneeling on the ground at the moment, holding the knight sword tightly with both hands, resisting the seemingly slender finger on it.

Under his feet, a terrifying crack with a radius of tens of meters shattered on the white jade ground known for its hardness, and it sank downward.

The wave knight Rilko's hands were shaking constantly, and the armor on his body was also "clanging". His fighting spirit collapsed one after another. Obviously, the strength of this finger alone made it difficult for him to resist.

"……how is this possible……"

Blood continued to overflow from the corner of his mouth, flowed over his chin, and dripped onto the ground. The voice of the tide knight Rilko was trembling: "Could it be that...you have also entered...that realm?!"

"I've said it all, you talk too much nonsense." The Duke of the Frontier said in a cold voice. In the next second, he flicked his fingers, and there was a buzzing sound of "dang", accompanied by a violent sonic boom, and the wave knight Riel Ke's body has already retreated back to the entrance of the Privy Council Cathedral, and is about to be embedded in the protective cover.

At this moment, a hand supported the shoulder of the tide knight Rilko from behind, and took it off smoothly.

It was an old man in an old gray robe.

His hair was grizzled, and his face was sculpted by the years. He obviously looked like an old man approaching his twilight years, but his body was incredibly strong.

Even the loose robes couldn't hide the knotted and exploding muscles, and the blood energy that was too strong to describe in words made the surrounding space slightly red.

"Rilco, go and rest, leave this to me."

A generous and gentle voice sounded, and the old man put down his hands, stepped over the tide knight Rilko, and walked towards the frontier Duke in a gentle footstep.

"Yes, Chief Sir!"

The tide knight Rilke took a deep breath, and bowed respectfully in response.

The old man who looked like an ascetic monk came to a position [-] meters in front of the Duke of the Border. He stared at the Duke of the Border with bright and clean eyes: "Breton, is this your choice?"

The countenance of the Duke of the Frontier became serious, and he looked at the old man in front of him: "Chief of God's Punishment, Knight of Eternal Wind Oxius, according to the contract of the past, the day when I defeat you is the day when the temple releases Maina." hour."

"Now, here I come, are you ready?"

The right hand of the Duke of the Frontier grasped the hilt of the black sword inserted into the ground, and slowly pulled it out. During the process, red-gold lines lit up on the black sword of the great sword. When the light reached its peak, the blazing The red gold flames covered every inch of the great sword.

The weapon of God's Punishment Chief is also a big sword, but the sword body is blue in color. When it appeared, a violent gust of wind suddenly blew up.

"Above the epic, the sacred weapon!" Eric the golden motto, who was watching the battle secretly from a distance, said in shock.

The grades of normal weapons, from low to high, are common, rare, rare, heritage, and epic.However, what most people don't know is that above the epic, there are actually higher-grade equipment.

Their existence cannot be reproduced. The birth of each handle is a coincidence among accidents, a miracle among miracles. Because of their power far beyond the ordinary, they are also called "holy artifacts".

The power of the holy weapon is comparable to the taboo of A-level weapons. Unlike the taboo, the use of the holy weapon does not need to pay a terrible price.

Therefore, the existence of the sacred vessel can be called the foundation of the country.

In the entire Glory Empire, there were not a few sacred artifacts to be found.

And now when it appears, there are two handles!
What's more, the holy artifact in the hands of the Border Duke has never been seen before.

Not to mention the shock on Eric's side.

On the white jade square, the frontier duke holding the holy artifact and the chief god's punishment officially started a confrontation.

There was no earth-shattering destruction, and no brilliant and colorful radiance. The fight between the two was like formal knights who have not yet mastered fighting spirit, using only the most primitive physique and weapons to fight.

It may seem like an ordinary battle, but in fact, if someone can watch it closely, they will find that every collision of the two weapons will cause fine black cracks to appear in the air.

This is by no means a black phenomenon in which the air is trapped in a vacuum during battles between legendary low stars, but a sign that the space is on the verge of collapse.

This kind of mighty power has already exceeded the limit of legends. If the environment of heaven and earth did not allow it, with the strength of the two of them, they might have already stepped onto a higher realm.

"Crack clap..."

The sound of breaking glass kept ringing out. After hundreds of duels, the Duke of Borderlands and Chief God's Punishment returned to their original positions, staring at each other.

"Your strength has indeed improved a lot. With such a talent, even in such a barren world, if you are given enough time and we work together to study, maybe we can really find a way to break through the divinity."

"Breton, I'll give you one last chance. If you step back now, I can pretend that nothing happened."

"Let Maina go, I'll turn around and leave." The Border Duke said expressionlessly.

"For a witch, is it worth it?" God's Punishment Chief sighed.

"There are so many witches in the entire empire. For Maina alone, your temple would rather be my enemy?" The border duke asked back.

"...It seems that you don't want to retreat." Chief God's Punishment shook his head and stopped talking.

The next moment, the figures of the two disappeared in place again.

……

In the palace nearly ten kilometers away from the Privy Council Cathedral.

The second prince stood on the top floor of a palace, looking towards the direction of the battlefield.

In front of him, there is a water-like mirror, reflecting a clear picture of the battle.

The sun fell on his blond hair, refracting a dazzling light, which should have been as bright as spring, but for some reason, it gave people a particularly mottled feeling.

A tall figure stood behind the second prince, like an eternal boulder.

"Marquis Hermann, tell me, who will win this battle?"

"Your Highness, Second Prince, you should call me uncle." As usual, Marquis Herman, whose body was completely in the shadow, said in a hoarse voice after reminding him, "This is a battle that has no suspense from the very beginning. "

"The Duke of the Frontier, Breton Soros will definitely lose."

"Oh, what do you say? Are you so optimistic about the Chief God's Punishment? From the current point of view, the two are of the same level and have similar equipment levels. It is difficult to distinguish between them." The second prince seemed to be interested.

"No, it's not that I have confidence in the Chief God's Punishment. The Duke of the Frontier is very strong, otherwise we wouldn't have had to think hard about trying to win him over. It's really hard to know who will win and who will lose, but His Royal Highness the Second Prince , you have to know, this is the capital of Sainte-Voye, and the place where they fought is in front of the Privy Council Cathedral..."

……

"Crack clap..."

The tooth-piercing cracking sound kept ringing.

After a collision of weapons, a hazy blue light appeared on the body of Chief God's Punishment, which was an extremely compressed field. At the same time, a sharp whirling wind emerged from the surface of the gray-white sword in his hand.

Wherever the cyan wind of dou qi passed, countless black spatial cracks spread terrifyingly.

Slashing down with a sword, like a roaring Wind Fury Dragon, sweeping across the earth.

Facing this sword, the border duke's face became extremely solemn.

The red gold flames on the big sword in his hand rose vigorously, and the terrifying high temperature caused red "burning" phenomenon to appear in the surrounding black space ripples.

Up and down, the two holy swords collided loudly.

"Boom!"

The two people who went all out could no longer take into account the surrounding environment. The huge Baiyu Plaza became a mess at this moment. Houses also crumbled to pieces.

If it weren't for the countless guarding temple knights on the three-kilometer border, desperately blocking the aftermath of the battle, the houses further away might not have escaped disaster.

Looking down from the sky, a "brilliant flower intertwined with green and red" is blooming in the center of Saint Feuille, the royal city.

When the smoke fades away.

At the center of the battle, the Chief God's Punishment and the Border Duke once again faced each other with a distance of a hundred meters.

It's just that compared to the last time, the two of them at this time have clearly distinguished themselves.

The gray and old robe of God's Punishment chief had become tattered, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, while the clothes of the frontier duke were much intact, except for a little dust, they were still clean and tidy.

"You lost, Oak Hughes." The Border Duke said indifferently.

"Only in terms of myself, I really lost." Chief God's Punishment wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Unfortunately, I didn't want to do this..."

Silently, two figures appeared a hundred meters behind the border duke, and together with the Chief God's Punishment, they formed a triangle and surrounded the border duke.

As the Chief God's Punishment took out a dark and strange cross from his arms, the other two also made the same move. The next moment, the dark sky enveloped the Border Duke.

……

"The A+ grade taboo, the inverted cross, can create a weird space with irregular directions and irregular spaces that change with the user's thoughts. People in it will not only lose their sense of space, but will also be affected by the continuous black sky. Constantly weakening, the fire of the soul becomes dim."

Marquis Herman's deep and hoarse voice sounded: "The Privy Council Cathedral, but the center of the temple's collection of taboos..."

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