"Heavenly Purple Light!"

 The "Heavenly Purple Light," which should have been fired like a light cannon, was deliberately compressed in its right hand, winding along the hilt and perfectly merging with the blade.

 Although it still couldn't last long, it gave this "holy sword" even stronger characteristics!

 Five rounds were far too short; the "sun" in the sky was already eager to fall.

 Angewomon unleashed its strongest power at this moment, and its first sword strike forced the orc swordsman who had just regained his senses to retreat several steps.

 The second sword strike was further enhanced with the "Double Slash" technique. This ultimate move, combined with the "Heavenly Purple Light," produced an extraordinary effect.

 With only his right arm remaining, the orc swordsman was finally unable to withstand the attack and was blasted away by the sword.

 Its body hovered in mid-air, its five fingers gripping the sword hilt like iron, and the blood on the ground surged up like a tide, catching it in mid-air.

 But the six-winged angel pursued it relentlessly, giving it no chance to catch its breath.

 "Blood Burial!"

 A name instinctively escaped from Groot's throat.

 Its body didn't need to adapt at all; it moved in accordance with the memory of its cells.

 The "Blood Holy Sword" swung wildly.

 The entire "Blood River Sacred Domain" was activated, and the red liquid that filled the hall was suddenly drawn up and frantically converged on the sword.

 A ball of boiling, churning blood appeared at the tip of the sword and suddenly exploded!

 "boom!"

 It was as if flowers were in full bloom.

 The blood sphere burst open from the center, sending out countless threads that instantly filled the field of vision.

 Angewomon lunged forward, its six wings vibrating rapidly as it accelerated into flight. The last of the "Heavenly Purple Light" energy was concentrated on the Sword Saint in the "Single Sword Sheath," and the enhancement for its ultimate move, "Triple Slash," was now in place.

 Its gaze didn't even glance at those bloodshot veins; it charged forward relentlessly, like a celestial being descending from the heavens, launching a swift attack with its sword.

 ……

 From the high platform, Dark saw the blood threads bursting from "Blood Burial" completely devour Angewomon like the gaping maw of an abyss.

 However, no sooner had the explosion rang out than Angewomon broke through the encirclement of "Blood Burial" and stabbed the Orc Sword Saint into his body with her sword.

 A terrifying surge of energy flowed into Groot's body through the sword.

 It opened its mouth, looked down at the "single scabbard" with only the hilt remaining, and a strange expression appeared on its face, which was hard to tell whether it was relief or regret.

 The next moment.

 The energy of "Heavenly Purple Light" and "Triple Slash" exploded completely within the Orc Sword Saint's body.

 "BOOM!"

 Torn apart!

 ……

 The "Blood Sword" was blasted into the sky.

 Angewomon was covered in blood and wounds.

 The "blood burial" did not fail; it almost died out.

 The orc swordsman's corpse was scattered all over the ground.

 The surge of blood on the ground had completely subsided, and the red liquid between the stone slabs had dried up.

 Angewomon landed on her feet, held the "scabbard" horizontally in the air, and barely managed to stand by supporting herself on the hilt.

 It looked at the orc swordsman's corpse, panting, and only breathed a sigh of relief when it was sure that the orc swordsman could not jump up again.

 Dak also jumped down from the platform quickly and rushed over to help him.

 Angewomon then degenerated into Gatomon and lay on Dark's arm.

 Dak quickly squatted down, stroked its head, and praised it.

 "mum--"

 The now-degenerated "Dream Demon" then flew down from the sky, using its psychic power to clamp down on the "Blood Holy Sword," which floated behind it.

 Devimon, Eevee, Psymon, and Leomon also arrived one after another.

 If this orc swordsman is the final boss of the tier, then the battle is over.

 "Yao Mi?"

 Suddenly, the little dream demon turned its head and looked curiously at the orc swordsman's corpse. Then, as if chasing a mosquito, its gaze drifted aimlessly to the shadowy corner of the wall.

 The mouse trembled violently as the little dream demon stared at it curiously, its face stiffening completely.

 It's like being caught stealing peanuts by a cat, with sweat pouring down your forehead.

 It carefully and cautiously held the small bottle close to its chest, then suddenly darted into the shadows and fled quickly.

 (,,?ω?,,)?

 The little dream demon tilted its head, looking adorably dazed.

 ……

 Let's rest here for a while.

 Dark sat down on the spot, put Gatomon between his legs and hugged him, and breathed a sigh of relief.

 In fact, he had a very bad feeling about this layer boss.

 That doesn't mean it's incredibly powerful.

 Rather, he sensed something else from this level of BOSS.

 Just like the humanoid monster that used a broadsword before, this level of BOSS clearly possesses a rationality that dungeon monsters shouldn't have.

 Because of his own magical spirit nature, he is very sensitive to this.

 In his research on the intelligence of magical spirits, he has surpassed most mages.

 He could sense the difference from even the most subtle signs.

 Moreover, during his battle with the Gatomon, the orc swordsman displayed behaviors that a monster should not exhibit on many occasions.

 For example, suddenly covering one's head, being distracted during battle, and clearly changing and strengthening one's sword skills!

 There are many possible explanations for this phenomenon.

 The laziest explanation is coincidence and misinterpretation.

 After all, over-interpreting is a human specialty.

 But for Dark, with his vast experience, the first thing that would come to mind upon discovering these signs was undoubtedly that the monsters, like his magical spirits, had developed sentience!

 Normal humans in this world would never think about it, or even entertain such thoughts.

 But Darko Dimon is different.

 His thinking was not bound by so-called "common sense".

 "Perhaps we should talk to the professors?"

 Dak suddenly realized that he had still developed this bad habit.

 When in doubt, consult a professor...

 Although he was consciously trying to avoid it, it didn't seem to have any effect.

 "Tsk!"

 While unconsciously rubbing Gatomon's little belly, Dark raised his other hand and beckoned to Misdreavus.

 The little dream demon then wobbled and dragged the "Blood Holy Sword" over.

 Even without the "Eye of Truth," Dark knew that this "Blood Holy Sword" must be incredibly valuable.

 Moreover, compared to the rusty holy sword that was forged into the "single scabbard," this holy sword is stronger in both appearance and performance.

 I wonder if its value in the "Eye of Truth" is higher than that spellbook "Magic Fire" and that "Blood Crystal Crown"?

 With a hint of curiosity, Dark opened his "Eye of Truth".

 From the hilt to the tip, the "Blood Holy Sword" is engraved with extremely intricate patterns.

 The pattern on the sword is a blood groove that runs directly from the tip to the calyx, like a talisman.

 When the Orc Blademaster unleashes the hidden power of the "Blood Sword," an extremely long tide of blood will fill with flowing blood.

 It's unclear whether it's a manifestation of magic or the blood of the orc swordsman.

 At the bottom of the hilt, there is an ancient character for "blood".

 "A holy sword that wields the power of blood!"

 "Value... higher than 'Trash Slime,' higher than 'Hawkman Wrestling,'... lower than 'Sea Lion'?"

 Although Dark never said it, "Hawkman" was the second to last among his magical spirits in terms of value under the "Eye of Truth," second only to "Trash Slime"!

 To preserve the dignity of "Hawkman," he has secretly vowed to keep this information sealed forever.

 Of course, he wasn't quite sure why the three-star "Hawkman" was worth less than the two-star "Ball-Ball Sea Lion," and even less than the other one-star magical spirits.

 This can only be described as the standard by which the "eye of truth" is measured.

 "However, if it's even more valuable than the 'Hawkman Wrestler,' this 'Blood Sword' is indeed a rare treasure."

 "The only drawback is that its attributes are not very good."

 "The holy sword that controls the power of blood is not suitable for Leomon, Tailmon, or even Agumon. Perhaps only MadLeomon can get along with it."

 "To be honest, isn't this Blood Holy Sword best suited for Witt God?"

 "It is both a blood-attribute weapon and a holy sword, which perfectly matches the bloodlines of both the Blood Clan and the Hero."

 "I wonder what Witt gained in his first dungeon adventure?"

 "As the 'Son of a Hero,' can he sense the call of the 'Holy Sword'?"

 "If he can find a more useful holy sword, I wouldn't mind trading it with him."

 Even so, Dark felt that his ideas were somewhat unrealistic.

 The probability of Witt finding the "Holy Sword" is about the same as winning the lottery... Hmm, maybe he really will?

 If it's the "Steel Sword", the "Rock Sword", the "Grass Sword"... or even the "Water Sword", that would be fine!

 Of course, the best would be the "Holy Sword of Light" or the "Holy Sword of Dragon"!

 Dark rested for a moment with great anticipation, then pinched Gatomon's cheek and whispered, "Sleep for a while?"

 Gatomon's ears perked up, and it immediately leaped up, looking like it was saying, "I'm in great shape and don't need to rest in the Magic Cards."

 Dak patted his bottom and stood up.

 Next, we must advance towards the final room.

 Perhaps there's still a treasure chest left behind?

 ……

 [Finally finished writing this! It took me so long, sob sob. It's still a long chapter of 10,000 words, equivalent to five chapters in other books, please be aware.]

Chapter 590 [Daily 10,000 Votes Requested] The Third Holy Sword (10k)

 Leomon was still in front, Gatomon was beside him, Reigen was on top, and Devimon was on his shoulder.

 Eevee and Misdreavus followed behind.

 Dark entered the final passage and slowly walked towards the final room.

 Since he couldn't believe that the monster wielding the "Holy Sword" might not be a level boss, he was in a relatively relaxed mood.

 Shortly afterward, the group passed through the passage and arrived at the final room.

 As expected, the room was very quiet. The first thing that caught the eye was the red pool against the opposite wall, followed by the thick iron chains hanging on both sides of the wall.

 The marks left on the wall are very conspicuous, and it is easy to imagine that someone was bound to it for a long time and only woke up and was freed today.

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