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Chapter 92

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One of the reasons why the Saint's Dagger was considered a sacred weapon was that it could understand people's hearts. The skills it gave birth to were often in line with the thoughts of its owner, similar to fulfilling people's wishes.

Luo Ya was an Extraordinary who wasn't strong enough. The Saint's Dagger answered his wish and gave him [Uncontrollable], a skill that could save his life. For Pont, the Saint's Dagger complemented his attack power.

Although the School of Incantation's spells could be cast very quickly and had many extraordinary transfer and interference skills, like many other schools in Brogna, it also had its own flaws, and that was its lack of lethality. It was difficult to determine the outcome of a battle with a single strike.

Pont, who had a deep understanding of this, craved for offensive power deep in his heart, and the Saint's Dagger did answer him by giving birth to [Angel's Song]. It could be said to be a super powerful attack that could decide the outcome of a battle with a single strike. It was a torrent of light that transformed all of the user's magic essence into an impact.

In Luo Ya's eyes, it was a holy white super light cannon. The moment it appeared, everyone who witnessed it seemed to hear a sacred song in their ears, as if the angels were singing the songs of light. But for Vader, the target, it was the sound of death.

"Your Highness!"

Felderick was the first to react. He rushed forward fearlessly to meet the fatal attack. The loyalty in his heart made him look like a righteous man who was willing to sacrifice himself for the sake of his life. He rushed forward to meet the attack head-on.

Seeing this scene, Luo Ya was dumbfounded. He never thought that Felderick, or rather, Brian, who was always as calm as ice, would do such a thing. At this moment, he was like a legendary knight, willing to sacrifice himself for the lord he had sworn loyalty to.

The blonde knight rushed forward, his body erupting with a huge wave of spell power. His blood began to collide with the light, but in the face of the combined power of Pont and Wei Duoliya, Felderick was powerless.

Layers of bloody mist burst out from his body, and his roar was accompanied by a layer of suppressed pain. However, just as he was about to be unable to hold on any longer, a hand pushed him out of the attack range and replaced him to face the unstoppable light head-on.

That was Vader.

Vader had saved Felder, but the price he had to pay was that [Angel's Song] had successfully hit him. The knight, who was covered in blood, fell to the side and screamed in pain.

It was the duty of a knight to block an attack for the monarch, but there were not many people in the world who would step forward bravely for the knight's sacrifice.

However, Vader had to pay a heavy price for stepping forward this time.

Even though the holy white light had been weakened by Felder, it wasn't something that Vader could withstand. The crimson electric light dissipated in the white light, and scorched flesh and blood splattered everywhere. After the violent explosion, the light gradually disappeared. The soldiers, who had regained their vision, stopped attacking and looked towards the rear. There, they saw the prince, who was covered in blood, in the thick smoke.

"Dead, dead?"

"We won?"

"Your Highness!"

The Wei Duoliya soldiers looked at Vader from afar and confirmed the situation with each other in disbelief. Vader, on the other hand, roared loudly, hoping that their monarch would respond. Tears streamed down Felder's face. He ignored his injuries and crawled up to confirm Vader's condition. The war seemed to have come to a standstill after this attack.



Videshi Kritt lost his senses.

When he pushed away Felder, who had blocked the attack with his body, Vader didn't think too much about it. He pushed Felder away only because he knew that Felder would die if this continued.

Death, the death of his friends, the death of his family. These were things that Vader had experienced, and they were things that he didn't want to experience again. Because of this, he picked up his sword and swore that he wouldn't repeat his mistakes. That was his original intention.

However, what he didn't expect was that even though Felder had weakened the attack, Wei Duoliya and the others still seemed to have the power to kill him.

Amidst the glaring light, Vader's body was riddled with holes. The song of the angel echoed in his ears, as if it was waving its hand to welcome him to the heavens. His perception of the outside world was completely blocked, and his consciousness gradually blurred. His body began to lighten, as if his soul was about to leave this complicated world.

In that moment of confusion between life and death, Vader seemed to have returned to the bedroom in the palace of the Holy Capital when he was young. On that familiar bed, the brown-haired woman held him in her arms and softly told him her hopes for the child's future.

"Vader, you were born with a responsibility. You are the future king of Saint Mestre, Xi Ya's apostle, and the son of the angel. You will uphold justice and uphold fairness. From the snowy Northern Sea to the dense forests in the south, everyone will sing of your achievements and name …"

The words of expectation filled with love echoed in his ears. Vader's soul, which was about to leave the mortal world, froze. At this moment, the young man recalled his mother, and a question suddenly appeared in his blank mind.

Did I do it?

Did I fulfill my mother's expectations?

Vader pondered. His confused eyes gradually became clear, and his expressionless face gradually changed to be filled with anger. Figures flashed before his eyes one after another. The mockery of the nobles, the discrimination of the bishops, the smile of the person who hugged him on the day she left, and she said that she would wait for him to ascend the throne. That would be the time when they would be reunited.

That was an unfulfilled promise, and also his last memory. It was as if it had been frozen forever in Vader's memory, as if it was silently telling him the answer to his question.

No, I haven't done it yet.

At this moment, Vader's eyes regained their clarity. The singing of the angels could no longer reach his ears, and the pain in his body returned. The magic elements in his body began to increase beyond common sense, and the source substance called [Fury] reappeared and shone brightly amidst this question and answer.

Can faith determine a person's status?

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