I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Liliana's eyes flickered, as if she could feel Kurumi's body temperature in front of her.She obtained this power from His Highness by giving her all the consciousness.

"I am the one who holds the victory in my hand." She said silently in her heart, and the lingering wind rolled up towards the sky.

"You don't have to be humble, young man who kills gods." The young man smiled brightly, and he held the weird dragon spear in his right hand.

"I know better than anyone the helplessness of human beings when facing the gods. The process is bound to be difficult, and the fortune is bound to be strong."

"The only thing that humans rely on to kill the gods is their predetermined destiny."

If Erica faced the young god, she would definitely complain.

"No, you think too much."

Unfortunately, he was facing Liliana, and the only answer to him was silence.

The dragon spear held by the young god is about two meters long.

As a gun, its head is too long, like a huge sharp awl; and its handle is too short, not even the tip is long.

He was holding it in his right hand, like a sword.

It was his ancestral lance.

In his left hand, there is a broad-blade sword, which is the legendary holy sword Ascalon.

He solemnly swore.

"I am protecting the weak!"

"I am the one who faces the aggression!"

"I am the one who achieves holiness!"

The young god shouted Yan Ling and set up his posture.

He gathered up his holy sword, raised his dragon spear and charged Liliana.

No need to hide anymore, because the moment he took out Ascalon, his real name was ready to be revealed.

"Saint George - Saint George."

Liliana recognized the god in front of her.

Dragon slayer, martyred saint.

St. George...Giorgios...St. Georgie...

He goes by many names, even St. Michael.

The girl looked at the sprinting saint, her eyes as calm as a lake.

Liliana chanted Yanling's song, and raised her left hand to the sky a little unaccustomed to.

"My wings, the steel that becomes the phantom blade!"

"—IL Maestro, give me strength!"

The silver-white brilliance fell and gradually solidified.

She held a long sword like a naginata that was as long as the girl's body.

The hilt is as long as a knight's spear.

It is the creator of mysterious beauty, known as the 'steel' that plays beautiful melody.

It is also one of the pair of swords in the hands of "Saint Raphael", the magic sword called "Silver Master".

Liliana brandished her long sword and slashed towards the blond boy god.

The movements are as light as a breeze blowing the ends of a girl's hair.

If there was anything wrong with it, the girl's left-handed sword was not so good, and the young god looked at Liliana's right arm.

The robe on her right arm had long since been torn apart, revealing the little girl's round and thin shoulders and Bai Shengsheng's arms.

It doesn't seem to be unusual, but it makes the young gods feel awe.

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Liliana raised her long sword from the bottom up and opened the dragon spear.

St. George was in no hurry, and the convergent left holy sword swept across.

For a martial artist, it may be quite difficult to use two weapons with different centers of gravity at the same time.

But the youth are gods.

But what he faced was also a godslayer.

At least as a result, Liliana was indeed a godslayer.

The sixth demon king who came to the world.

Raise, slash, stab, slash...

Without the slightest pause, the Naginata-like "Silver Master" continuously launched an offensive towards St. George.

Knives and swords and spears collided, and the magic rose into the sky.