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The flashing spots of light drifted all over the sky.
It was like countless flowers being brought up by the spring breeze in March. But behind the beauty was the cruel truth.
The crescent arc created by the Heaven Slashing Style was torn apart by the tip of the White Emperor Sword that descended from the sky and was torn into pieces. The White Emperor Sword pierced through the spots of light and split the world in Allen's eyes into two!
The giant sword descended and the tip of the sword stabbed into Allen's forehead.
The White Emperor Sword continued to descend.
Allen could feel that he was burning. It was a sign that his willpower was about to collapse.
"No!"
"What's wrong with him?"
In the camp deep in the cemetery, Shu Sha waved her hand in front of Allen's eyes. Allen didn't notice anything and just stared blankly ahead. A pink line suddenly appeared on his forehead, and then blood flowed out from the wound. A line of blood slanted across Allen's face.
"Allen!" Lucy pushed Shu Sha away and hugged Allen. She said angrily to the princess, "What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything." Princess Shu Sha said with an aggrieved expression.
Fortunately, after a line of blood flowed out from the wound on his forehead, his injuries didn't worsen. Lucy shouted a few more times, but Allen still didn't react. However, his chest was still rising and falling, but it didn't seem like he was dead. Ma Yin walked over and examined Allen for a while. "Lord Allen doesn't have any physical injuries. I'm afraid he has suffered a mental attack like this."
"Mental attack?"
Ma Yin nodded. "Yes, some experts are good at using mental attacks. Your teacher is one of them. But strangely, Lord Allen doesn't seem to be like this because of her. "
He looked at Shu Sha beside him.
Shu Sha nodded her head.
Lucy snorted. "If something happens to him, I don't care. What Princess, what Empire. He was fine just now, but he became like this after this woman came. If something happens to him, I'll settle the score with her. "
Shu Sha sighed and said, "Hey, hey, I'm not deaf. I heard everything clearly."
Lucy turned her head away and stopped looking at her. From the corner of her eyes, red spots began to appear on Allen's body again. A moment later, blood dripped from Allen's body, causing Lucy's heart to race.
In the World of Will, Allen gasped for breath, looking at his body that had become riddled with holes, he smiled bitterly.
Only a moment had passed in the material world, but a day had passed in the World of Will.
Just as his willpower was about to be scattered by White King Sword the day before, White King Sword had disappeared into thin air. Allen had used an entire day to finally mend his damaged consciousness. After he recovered from his injuries, Milo attacked again. However, this time, the White Emperor Sword did not descend from the sky like yesterday. Instead, it transformed into more than ten thousand rays of light that sprinkled down. It was clearly Allen's Thousand Army Style. But now, the Thousand Army Style was not so easy to bear. His will had been pierced into a sieve by the White Emperor Sword. Even though Milo still stopped at the last moment, today's injuries were clearly greater than yesterday's.
Thus, this time, Allen used an entire three days to completely repair his consciousness.
On the fourth day, the White Emperor Sword swept across the ground …
On the ninth day, the White Emperor Sword turned into a river of light and surged forward …
On the sixteenth day …
On the fifty-fourth day …
One hundred and eight days in the World of Will.
Milo stood with his hands behind his back. The wind howled and the dust billowed, sweeping past both sides of him.
"You should be aware, right?" Milo said.
Allen smiled bitterly and said, "If I still don't understand, I'm probably already dead."
"Then tell me."
"Is it about the White Emperor Sword?" Allen said in a deep voice, "For so many days, the White Emperor Sword's attacks have never been repeated. Its form is ever-changing, without any pattern to speak of. So rather than calling it a sword, it's better to call it a kind of will, right? "
Milo laughed, "As expected of his son. That's right, the White Emperor Sword you saw was not material, not Origin Energy, but a kind of will. That was Archimedes's will. It was no exaggeration to say that every time you fought with the White Emperor Sword, you were fighting with your father. "
Allen's entire body trembled.
"If you want to receive this power, you must have an even greater will than the White Emperor Sword. Simply put, if you don't have the will and will to suppress your father, you won't be able to accept this power. "
"You said that the White Emperor Sword is actually the will left behind by Archimedes. Why did he do this? Could it be that he had already thought about what would happen today from the beginning?"
"I'll tell you the answer later. Why don't you try taking this sword today?" Milo raised his hand, and his wide sleeve swayed in the wind. Suddenly, a white light lit up in his sleeve. Then, a White Emperor Sword slid out of his sleeve. Midway, the sword split into two, two into four, 48 into countless. In an instant, countless swords shot towards Allen. The river of swords seemed to want to drown Allen, sweeping over with unparalleled will.
"It's already the fifth day."
Lucy sat in front of a bed with Allen lying on it. She fed Allen water and looked at Ma Yin, "Why hasn't he woken up yet?"
Ma Yin shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Your Highness. I don't know either. I don't know much about willpower. Your teacher is much better at it. "
"But I can't contact her now." Lucy sighed. Suddenly, someone held her hand and she was stunned. Turning around, she saw Allen looking at her and saying, "Find me more water. I'm dying of thirst."
Lucy hurriedly shouted, "He's awake, he's awake. Marquis Mayne, get someone to bring water and food. "
A moment later, Allen's eyes were filled with water and food. He wasn't in a hurry. He drank water first and then slowly ate. Hearing the news that he had woken up, Princess Shu Sha and Ellig also came. Ever since Allen suddenly lost consciousness that day, they hadn't left and had set up a tent behind the camp. This lasted for five days. When Allen finished eating and drinking, Princess Shu Sha asked, "What happened to you?"
"It's a long story." Allen smiled bitterly.
He had stayed in Miro's world of will for almost a year. In this year, he had been 'killed' by the White Emperor Sword 176 times. Under the White Emperor Sword, or rather, under Miro's constant polishing, he had finally nurtured an even greater will than the White Emperor Sword and received the so-called 'power' that Miro had spoken of.
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