The Holy Sword

Golden glimmers flickered in this world filled with curses and bloodshed. Those once filthy poisons, those substances that had surged through countless years of rotting flesh and curses, becoming like silt, now shone with the radiance they were meant to possess.

Joy and happiness, like a mountaineer who has overcome countless hardships and dangers to finally reach the summit and look down on all the mountains below.

Cernunnos, however, fell into an eerie silence, accompanied by a bittersweet joy, though this joy came far too late.

Clang! The sound of metal striking metal rang out, like a sword being drawn from its sheath. A sword, its entire body gleaming like the sun, was taken from Bai Mo's body.

The moment the sword appeared, it shone brightly, and the whole world seemed to cheer, celebrate, and bless its birth, congratulating its arrival.

Within Britain, almost all the Britain fairies felt a strange sensation welling up within them, as if shackles had been broken and restraints severed.

At the same time, a strange feeling, almost one of shame and humiliation, welled up within me.

But soon, these carefree fairies forgot about this feeling, and almost none of them bothered to savor it.

The body on the blood-soaked bed slowly rose, reaching out to touch the holy sword. A tear of blood streamed from her eye socket, which was filled with flesh and blood.

"You're the witch of Cernunnos, aren't you?"

Bai Mo stood up and asked the body made of flesh and blood. The body had no mouth, but it shook its head. Then it stretched out a finger, and a point of white light flowed into Bai Mo's brow.

"... I understand now, their sins will be punished today."

Bai Mo raised the Holy Sword of the Planet in his hand and gently flicked it upwards.

The world seemed to fall silent at that moment. The next instant, a golden pillar of light rose from the ground, like a pillar supporting the sky, just as Atlas carried the sky on his back, standing between heaven and earth.

Not only that, the entire Daichi of Britain seemed to be burning, with golden light, like an underground river, surging from the Great Hollow and turning all the cursed roots connecting the whole of Britain to ashes. They continued, obeying the swordsman's command.

The cursed roots beneath the Daichi were like a lit fuse, burning continuously until they finally turned to ashes.

Morgan stared blankly at what was in front of her, her and Caster's eyes completely glazed over, an unimaginable joy filling their hearts at that moment.

The Fairy of Paradise's mission is to forge the Holy Sword. Although Morgan and Caster both scoff at this mission, reality repeatedly tells them that they should fulfill it and sacrifice themselves for the Holy Sword.

But now, they have not lost anything; their bodies and memories are intact, and the radiance of the holy sword is right before their eyes.

In the distance, Lancelot, who had already reached the outskirts of Camelot, stared wide-eyed, hardly believing what was happening before his eyes, but he was certain that he wouldn't mistake that light.

This was the radiance emanating from the holy sword of the king he served, a radiance even more magnificent and powerful than anything he had ever witnessed before.

"Life is truly unpredictable... I never imagined I would witness it firsthand in this Britain Lostbelt..."

In the distance, Woodwose, who was running wildly with the Clan Bell and Aurora, was also slightly taken aback by the radiance, which gave him a sense of holiness.

But he didn't stop and continued running. Then, Aurora called out from behind, "You're running in the wrong direction, Lord Woodwose."

"Oh, yes."

Woodwori suddenly realized that his course of action had inexplicably deviated just now, which was strange, because at that moment, he had a feeling that he should not rush to Camelot to join the battle.

It felt like the war was over, and he could go back to Oxford, have a good meal, and then get a good night's sleep.

But the heavy bell on his back still made him run towards Camelot, muttering to himself, "Strange..."

Regardless, he had to take the Clan Bell with him. As for Aurora, that was his personal choice; after all, Aurora had paid for this "fare" with her beauty and service.

The whole of Britain was ablaze with a golden light, like a spring rain that washed away all the filth.

Morgan rushed to the edge, just as he was about to pull Bai Mo back, a huge figure slowly rose up. Cernunnos emerged from the Great Hollow, its head blasted open, but this was nothing to it, as its entire body was already covered in rotting flesh.

The twenty-eight Holy Lance surrounding Cernunnos were all aimed at him, Morgan's defensive measure. Just as she was about to make her move, a somewhat weak but familiar voice came through the communication Magecraft in her ear.

"It's alright, it had no intention of harming you."

"Bai Mo, are you still conscious? I'll bring you back right away."

Morgan activated the Water Mirror and immediately locked onto Bai Mo's location. The next moment, the Water Mirror shone brightly, and a figure covered in blood appeared in the main hall.

Finally able to breathe some fresh air, Bai Mo briefly caught his breath. Then, the Asura Way repaired all the wounds on his body. His face was somewhat pale, and his body felt weak.

This was the first time that even his vast energy reserves had been completely depleted, unleashing all his power to forge this Holy Sword of the Planet. As a result, the Holy Sword of the Planet was extremely well-made.

In some ways, this Holy Sword of the Planet is being treated much better than before.

Bai Mo forged it with the power of 950,000 bolts of electricity, Complete Realm it beyond the understanding of a normal strongman, and using his vast energy flow as the furnace fire. At the same time, he added the Spiral Sword and the Northern Europe artifact Sword of Victory as prototypes to the original materials.

Whether forged using the methods of the Fairy of Paradise or the forging techniques of the Six Original Fairies, nothing can compare to the Holy Sword at this moment. Moreover, that attack just now demonstrated that this thing's power is truly terrifying.

A gentle voice came from behind. Morgan had appeared behind Bai Mo without him noticing, one hand around his waist, her eyes filled with tenderness. With a wave of her hand, the jade throne instantly appeared behind her.

"I'm fine."

"Rest first, I'll take care of the rest."

Morgan's words carried an air of absolute authority as he half-forced Bai Mo onto the jade throne. The next moment, a gentle force surged from the throne, and within a few breaths, Bai Mo's energy was almost completely replenished.

Bai Mo's complexion returned to its normal rosy hue, and seeing this, Morgan gave a gentle, relaxed smile. She reached out and gently stroked the cheek of the person in front of her.

Morgan?

"It's nothing, I just wanted to confirm."

She stood up, turned to look at Cernunnos, seemingly waiting for his next move, after which Cernunnos made a rather cute gesture.

It stretched out its long claws and touched the barrier in front of it.