The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing.

Chapter 448 Sword of Joy
A large amount of blood sprayed on the sand.

Zun Zun raised his eyebrows.

"If you think that God will not bleed, then you are wrong. God's blood is the best sacrifice."

As if answering Zun Zun's doubts, Veleslana said this.

The left half of his body had been cut off, but he did not feel any pain at all, still standing proudly on the sand. Something like fire attached to his body, and then transformed into a shoulder and an arm.

Even though his body was cut in half, he looked like nothing had happened.

Of course, Zun Zun would not be so arrogant as to think that he was going to win.

After all, the boy was just one of Veleslana's incarnations, not the original body, and he had no intention of dying after receiving such harm.

It would be better to say that what just happened was just a preliminary battle, and the real battle will begin next.

"I have to admit that I underestimated you. I apologize to you. I always thought that you should grow up to be a qualified warrior, but I found that you are already a qualified warrior! So, in order to respond to your expectations, I will go all out!"

"You mean to say that having half of your body chopped off is just playing with me?"

"Yes."

"...You are surprisingly unwilling to admit defeat."

Zun Zun burst out laughing.

"That being said, the magic sword is indeed a problem. In that case..." the young man said softly in a gentle tone, "I declare in my name, Charlemagne, fear me and retreat immediately!"

"Varied……!?"

Erica's expression suddenly changed.

She had been watching the battle and thought that Zun Zun could defeat the opponent with the magic sword, but she didn't expect that Veleslana could see through the origin of the magic sword.

"You think you are hiding so deeply that I can't find you? I am someone who can break through any obstacle. No matter how powerful or unjust you are, you can't defeat me!"

The young god spread his arms and loudly expressed his absoluteness.

Suddenly, the amount of light increased.

There were 10, 20 balls of light shining with golden light, and in the blink of an eye, nearly 100 flames were flying around, dyeing the young god golden.

"Fear me, Charlemagne! Fear me and my reputation! My name is Veleslana, the guardian of light and sanctuary!"

Have you finally introduced yourself?

The ancient Persian god of war and the guardian of Mithra, the goddess of light.

In West Asia, he is known as the Guardian of Light. He has the same origin as the Indian Thunder God Indra and is related to both the East and the West. Yes, he is a rare fighting god who has come to the world without distinction between the East and the West.

"Language is light, the spirit of words is light. So light, spirit of words, become my sword, become my blade!"

Veleslana was surrounded by countless lights and shone brilliantly.

The magic sword in Zun Zun's hand trembled slightly.

"I know you, Charlemagne. You are a missionary of the church, a scholar who is constantly improving, and a conqueror who is expanding the territory."

When the young god chanted, the light increased violently like a wild dance.

At the same time, the flames disappeared.

"I, Veleslana, am a sword - a hero of martial arts, and you are a great tyrant, but also an arrogant and presumptuous person! You are an apostle of the Saxons, but you are the murderer who caused the death of a quarter of them. You are the defender of the holy city, but you are the oppressor of the royal power!"

The golden light is higher than the sun.

The black knight sword in Zun Zun's hand was shaking violently.

——The word spirit that cuts off the power of God.

That is one of Veleslana's incarnations, the golden sword. I was not talking about knowledge just now, but about speaking words with magical power. The more you understand what kind of god the other party is, the more you can cut off the weapon of that godhood.

In other words, it was a spell that could be called the sword of wisdom.

You can't let the other party continue chanting.

The true identity of this sword is probably known to the other party. If the words are compiled, he will be put in a passive position.

So Zun Zun rushed over and started a sword fight with the young god.

But the opponent no longer underestimated the enemy and used branches. Instead, he held the golden sword in his hand, while continuing to weave the words.

"Giuvayusi, this is the true form of your magic sword."

Zun Zun’s sword power became more and more fierce.

"The legendary sword of the Frankish Emperor was carefully forged by the legendary blacksmith Galas over a period of three years. The metal used for its blade is the same as that of two other famous swords of the same period - Durandal, the Eternal Sword, and Kertanna, the Merciful Sword."

Veleslana's chanting became louder and louder.

The magic sword in Zun Zun's hand was shaking violently, as if trying to break free from his control, and was fighting against the black air covering it.

The young god smiled confidently upon seeing this.

"When Juvaius was forging the sword, he added a fragment of the Spear of Longinus, the godslayer, to the top of the hilt, giving it divine power."

Zun Zun's sword cut in at a perfect angle, blocking the golden sword while attacking his waist and abdomen.

Veleslana blocked it and said:

"In the Song of Roland, it has a legendary miracle. It can change color 30 times in a day and emit a dazzling light at the same time. It is said that this light once broke through the fog barrier and led the entire army to successfully break through the siege. Because it was poisonous fog, it also gives the holder the ability to be immune to all poisons!"

At some point, the light around him turned into swords. Countless golden swords fell from the sky, and Zun Zun quickly blocked them and dodged them.

But the words continue.

"Clad in white armor and a golden helmet, with a sword hanging from his waist, he is unmatched by any other, changing his color thirty times a day."

Suddenly, the knight's sword in his hand dispelled all the black mist, revealing its true form.

The slender blade appears bright, and the top of the hilt is type B according to Oakeshott classification, about 2 inches wide.

There are bird carvings on both sides, in a style similar to 11th-century Scandinavian styles.

A dazzling gem is inlaid in the falcon tail ornament, and pterosaurs are carved at both ends of the cross part of the hand and the sword blade, with lapis lazuli inlaid in their eyes.

——A gorgeous knight's sword.

Veleslana revealed the true nature of the magic sword to increase its power, but this was not his real purpose, or the next step was to officially begin.

Zun Zun's sword flew through the air and slashed towards the lower body of the young god.

The purpose is not to hurt the other person.

It is to distract it and prevent it from weaving words.

Thanks to Zun Zun's superb swordsmanship, Veleslana was gradually overwhelmed, but his words did not stop.

Rather, it became more passionate.

"Giuvaius once beheaded the Saracen commander and broke through the fog to protect his master. It was also the sword that Ogier used when he was knighted. But it was lost in the Battle of Roncevaux Pass. In order to find the sword back, a high reward was offered. After it was found, the other party was even granted a fiefdom and named after Giuvaius - this should have been a good story, but it was from this moment on that it had another name."

The golden swords kept falling, and Zun Zun dodged left and right. After constantly bouncing and dodging, he finally came in front of Veleslana.

The knight thrust his sword forward fiercely.

"——Sword of Joy."

Taking this as an opportunity, the golden sword burst out with bright light and appeared from behind Veleslana. Zun Zun had no time to react at all, and saw the golden sword raised high and then dropped heavily, cutting off the knight's sword in one fell swoop!
A smug smile appeared on the young god's face.

The fragments shattered everywhere, unable to hurt Veleslana at all. However, what he didn't expect was that Zun Zun continued to move forward and thrust the only remaining hilt of the sword fiercely into the chest of the young god.

"Well!?"

He looked at Zun Zun in astonishment.

That expression clearly meant, 'Why, you've already cut off the godhood, why are you still hurting me?'

Indeed, what Veleslana said was exactly right.

The knight's sword in Zun Zun's hand is the sword of joy, Julius, which was held by Charlemagne and later fell into the hands of Louis XIV.

Charlemagne made outstanding achievements in administration, justice, military system and economic production. He shifted the cultural center from the Mediterranean to the vicinity of the Rhine River and enjoyed the honor of being the Father of Europe.

However, despite being such an outstanding man, with a height of 7 feet, big and bright eyes, a slightly long nose, a ruddy complexion and a happy expression, his private life habits are not good.

Therefore, the sword was named Joyeuse, which means joy and happiness in French.

But it was truly called the Sword of Pleasure after it fell into the hands of Louis XIV, who carried it with him at many important occasions, and eventually its divinity was weakened.

But thanks to this, Zun Zun was able to successfully enchant this knight's sword, which had divine power and contained a fragment of the holy relic Spear of Longinus, and turned it into a magic sword.

At the same time, Zun Zun also understood Veleslana's weakness.

Of course, he could use the weaving of words to explain the origin of the godhead and completely cut it off so that it could not be touched at all, but for things from another world - things that had no roots in this world, there was no way to cut off their godhead.

The proof is that Veleslana does not have the effect of severing the dragon.

Degrading the Knight's Holy Sword into a Demonic Sword, Zun Zun used the blood of the golden dragon he conquered and transformed it with the help of Lukulacia.

It’s a pity for this knight’s holy sword.

"I see."

Veleslana pulled out the broken knight's sword from his chest, and after staring at the carvings on it for a while, he understood why it was not cut off by the golden sword.

Smiling contemptuously.

"A little trick."

"But it worked, and that's a useful little trick, and most importantly, it makes your eyes light up, doesn't it?"

“Hahahaha—right, that’s right!”

The young god laughed heartily.

As the saying goes, the method is not about cleverness, but success. Whether it is a fair and square frontal battle or using such a trick, as long as Veleslana is injured, it will be fine.

It’s a pity that the golden dragon in the other world is just an ordinary dragon. The lack of mythological blessing does not reduce its strength and divinity much.

But just like what Zun Zun just said.

Veleslana cannot cut off the root of the other world, which means he is not afraid of the other party's golden sword.

——There is a chance of winning!

After clearly understanding this, Zun Zun waved his right hand, and a dragon a hundred meters tall with fierce flames burning all over its body appeared in the air.

"Come on, let's start the second round!"

(End of this chapter)