The two of them fought so fiercely that the ice in the entire space kept falling down. Cracks appeared on the walls. At this time, a space behind the wall suddenly opened up. Verthandi saw that there was actually an ice cave one level below them.
Inside the cave, there were countless human skeletons. The people who were captured and sacrificed by the evil dragon Froste had all been eaten. Looking at the layers of white bones, Verthandi was stunned. She stopped attacking. The evil dragon took advantage of this gap and smashed Verthandi with its huge tail, smashing her into the ice wall.
Froste's body was full of wounds. One of its eyes was blind, and there were several wounds on its body that penetrated deep into its body. These sword wounds almost took its life. It stood in the middle of the ice palace, panting heavily. "Is it dead?"
At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the smoke. It was holding a long sword in one hand, emitting a silver light. It was like a stream of air that revolved around Verthandi's body, protecting her.
Verthandi's mouth was bleeding, and her head was bleeding. But as the Sword of the King emitted a light, the blood flowed back into her body, and the wound healed naturally.
His golden pupils became extremely cold at this moment. He stepped on a large number of gold and silver coins, making a crisp sound. At this moment, the evil dragon already felt that something was wrong. It wanted to escape outside. It crawled. It felt that it was impossible for it to be a match for the other party. It might really die here, in the hands of an Orc that it thought was stupid and weak.
"In the name of God, I judge the sins of this world!"
Verthandi raised her head and looked at the dragon that was trying to escape in panic. She used all her strength to stab the Sword of the King into the ground. Suddenly, an intense light was emitted from the Sword of the King. The entire world of the underground ice cave changed in an instant. The Dream Space opened up in an instant, pulling everyone in the area into it.
Froste suddenly lost the direction to escape. He saw himself in the sky, and everyone else was standing on a blue sky with white clouds.
And at this moment, above the clouds, a huge and holy city of heaven was faintly discernible. The huge shadow covered the entire sky, and it was impossible to see the end of it. Holy light was emitted from the city, illuminating the entire world.
Verthandi was so angry that she used the Sword of the King to connect with the Divine Kingdom that Lu Zhiyu had left on the moon. The projection of the Divine Kingdom also appeared in her dream realm. Lu Zhiyu's sub-brain, which he had left in the Divine Kingdom, immediately sensed the power of this connection.
Everyone felt a faintly discernible gaze being projected down from the Kingdom of Heaven, staring at them. They felt that all the secrets in their bodies and souls had been exposed. Nothing could be hidden from that great holy existence. Or, to be able to receive his attention, it was an honor to be a mortal.
White Dragon Froste was currently curled up into a ball, trembling in fear as he crawled on the ground. That powerful force and pressure had suppressed his soul to the point that it could not even release a trace of power. All of his cells and even his soul were trembling. He had never thought that there would be such a great existence in this world. That was the true Creator, a god, an existence that controlled the laws of the world.
Just a corner of it had been revealed, but it had already filled the entire world, suppressing it to the point where it couldn't function. The holy music and light had seeped into one's soul, making it seem as if one had lost the ability to think and had been freed from all the worries and desires of the mortal world.
Everyone knelt on the ground, involuntarily looking up at the Divine Kingdom, looking up at the clouds. This was the holy land that all believers had prayed to enter, the Kingdom of God.
Ibu knelt on the ground, looked up at the Kingdom of Heaven, and prayed in disbelief, "My God, what am I seeing?"
Aaron seemed to be in a dream, and he murmured, "Is this the Kingdom of God?"
The werewolf girl looked at the person holding the sword in the center, and was so shocked that she couldn't speak. "Who are you?"
However, only a corner of the Divine Kingdom had been revealed, and then it disappeared. The clouds above the clouds disappeared into nothingness, and even the gaze of the majestic and mysterious existence disappeared. Verthandi only had eyes for the evil dragon Froste in front of her.
The appearance of the Dream Realm suppressed all of the evil dragon Froste's supernatural powers, and even its soul was locked in place. It could only watch in horror as Verthandi walked towards it with the Sword of the King in her hand.
"This sword is for the children who have lost their parents!" Verthandi chopped off the front limb of the evil dragon Froste.
"This sword is for the wives who have lost their husbands!" Verthandi held the sword with both hands, and a white shadow pierced through the evil dragon's body, chopping off its huge wings. The evil dragon Froste wanted to howl in pain, but it couldn't make a sound.
"This sword is for the elderly who have lost their children!" Verthandi looked coldly at the evil dragon Froste, and raised the sword.
At this moment, the evil dragon Froste was so terrified that it actually broke free from its restraints, and it screamed in terror and pain, "No!"
The sword fell, and the huge dragon's head was chopped off. Froste immediately lost consciousness, and fell into darkness.
Verthandi closed her eyes and lowered the Sword of the King that she had raised. The Dreamscape Domain instantly dispersed and returned to the dark underground ice cave. Even the Holy Sword that had been glowing with intense light had retracted its light, turning into a silver-white longsword with special runes carved on it.
However, at this moment, no one dared to treat the sword as an ordinary object. Even a fool could tell what this sword was. The existence of the Sword of the King, even those who didn't pay attention to the news, had heard of its name before.
Ibu, Alan, and the werewolf girl looked at Verthandi, who was standing in the middle of the ice cave. So who was this existence that could control the Sword of the King, and even cause the Kingdom of God to descend, and make the God cast his gaze on her?
The three of them couldn't help but think about the legend of the Sword of the King, and the curse of the King of Menkaure. Everyone looked at Verthandi in a different way. This inconspicuous little knight seemed to be shrouded in a layer of dazzling holy light.
At this moment, Verthandi lost all her strength and fell to the ground. She couldn't even hold the Sword of the King properly. Ibu rushed over to support her. Verthandi looked around, and immediately asked, "Where's Tiridan? Find him, see if he's still alive!"
Several people immediately found Tiridan from the mountain of treasures and dragged him out. At this moment, the strong Minotaur had broken bones all over his body, and blood was constantly flowing out of his mouth. It seemed that he was going to die soon.
Verthandi held the Sword of the King and placed it on Tiridan's body. The mysterious runes on the Sword of the King were constantly glowing, and it had healing effects. Immediately, the injuries on the minotaur Tiridan's body began to improve, and finally, his face became ruddy. It seemed that his life had been saved.
Verthandi looked at the werewolf girl and asked, "So? Can you introduce me? Who are you? "
The werewolf girl nodded slightly and said, "Princess of the Kingdom of Engido, daughter of King Narando, April. I am very happy that you have saved me. Knight, may I know your name?"
Verthandi frowned and said, "Will Eranbell, son of Baron Eranbell of the Kingdom of Light!"
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