The Hero in Exile

The gate collapsed, and Born and Bolin rushed into the last palace.

Lingyu and Moran went to liberate the last part of the royal capital. Almost all the guards were sent out, so they had to help.

In the face of Born's strength, even the powerful Emperor's Guards could only barely hold back the father and son.

Finally we arrived at the King's Hall.

The king on the throne did not even raise his head at their arrival.

"Damn, is this really true?"

Born regretted that he had not noticed his brother's abnormality before, and standing next to him was also an old acquaintance.

"All the crimes you and the church have committed will be understood today, and the people of the empire will take back their rights from you!"

"Oh, look who this is, my old colleague, the great Bourne, whom people call a hero. Should I lay down my weapons and beg for your forgiveness now? Hahaha!"

"There's no point in talking any more, just come and fight!"

"With your powerless old scrap metal? That's ridiculous."

Al discovered that he was not afraid even if Born found another holy sword, because it did not have its original power and was just a piece of very hard iron.

"You'll know if it's scrap metal if you try it."

Bourne took two or three steps and quickly came to Al's side, holding up the Judgment and slashing at Al.

Even though Born was very fast, Al still kept up with him. He stuck the scepter in his hand in place, and the shield of holy light appeared and surrounded Al.

The holy sword hit the shield without even a crack.

"Holy relic?"

"good taste."

Holy relics are equipment used by the former pope or archbishop throughout his life. After his death, the power of holy light throughout his life is injected into them to become a powerful fighting force.

Bourne only took a quick look and saw that the staff, robe, and necklace were all holy relics. It seemed that old Vida had spent a lot of money.

We can only hold on until Lingyu and the others arrive.

"Hey, don't be distracted."

"Be careful, father!"

What Bourne didn't notice was when the king on the throne stood up and swung his sword towards him.

Fortunately, Bolin used his body to push Derian away and knocked his weapon away with his two-handed hammer.

Even in this situation, King Derian tried to stand up like a zombie and attack again.

Bolin was so frightened by this scene that he was speechless, and he didn't dare to do anything to the king.

"Bolin, keep the king under control. Leave this to me."

The holy sword in Bourne's hand was swung and slashed at the holy shield continuously as Bourne wielded it. This two-handed weapon did not feel heavy at all in his hand.

The trajectory can no longer be seen with the naked eye, and only the sound of the collision between the blade and the holy shield can be heard.

In just a few seconds, cracks began to appear around the holy shield.

Al frowned. He didn't expect that Bourne, deprived of the power of holy light, and a piece of scrap metal could be so powerful.

"Okay, the game ends here."

Al picked up the staff and swung it, and the holy shield shattered instantly with a strong shock wave.

Bourne inserted the holy sword into the floor and slid a few meters before he managed to steady himself.

"Your son looks as brave as you were when you were young."

Al suddenly looked at Bolin who was standing beside him. At this time, Bolin had already pressed Derian down tightly.

"The shining sword."

A blade of light composed of holy light condensed in the air. It was so fast that when Bourne saw clearly, the sword had already pierced his son's chest.

"Bolin!"

Bolin did not respond, but his body fell to the ground like paper, and soon formed a pool of blood.

"What a wonderful situation, Born."

Al watched it all with enjoyment, watching how Bourne was powerless to stop his son from dying in front of him, yet he had no way to do anything about himself.

"I'm going to make you pay!"

Bourne's lips couldn't help but tremble, his emotions reaching their peak at this moment.

The dark clouds over the imperial capital dispersed at some point, and a strange beam of light shone directly on the king's hall. The ceiling of the palace collapsed because it could not withstand this strange energy.

Several people in the King's Hall were exposed to the beam of light.

"What's happening here?"

Al felt the incomparable power of holy light in this beam of light, but he had not yet appeared and the Goddess of Light had not yet arrived.

Could it be!

A terrible thought arose in his mind, and when he looked at Bourne, there was no longer the previous anger or irrationality in his eyes.

Instead, holy light began to linger under his eyes, and the inscriptions on the holy sword began to flicker.