Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

She only knew that with the current power gap between the Federation and the Empire, provoking the Empire would undoubtedly be a suicidal act - the Federation was originally an alliance organization formed by a number of small countries to counter the increasingly powerful Empire at that time. All the countries united in the past but failed to stop the growth of the Empire. What could they use to confront the Empire now?

What's more, they all have their own little ideas. Even if they form a parliament to unify their steps, the current situation cannot be changed.

How similar was this push to the Kingdom of Levis to the front line, just like when Levis was used as a defensive line against the Empire? Heloise Serra believed the King of Levis was aware of this, but he still did it. In a sense, he must have had some kind of support.

It's not those secret sects, the secret sects are just the source of information. What really makes Levis do it regardless of the consequences is undoubtedly the ruins in the canyon.

Of course, curiosity is curiosity, but it will not change Heloise Serra's judgment. She is very clear about the purpose of her coming here. The reason why she asked the man in white about the secrets of the ruins was not only because she instinctively used intelligence as a pre-war preparation, but also because the House of Parliament gave her such an order.

The order Heloise Serra received from the Parliament was not simply to help the Kingdom of Levis - no matter how eager those old guys in the Parliament were, they would never change their cautious and even pedantic nature. How could the Parliament really let the Kingdom of Levis do it completely?

On the one hand, Sera came here to cooperate with the plan of the Kingdom of Levis - without her, the weak army of the Kingdom of Levis would not be able to keep the heroes in the forest, and there would be no plan. Even though the heroes of this generation are still weak, Madeleine is still a hero. She is as tough and tenacious as any previous hero, and is not someone that the incompetent people of the Kingdom of Levis can subdue.

On the other hand, Heloise Serra's most important task here is actually to act as the eyes of the Parliament and monitor the movements of the Kingdom of Levis - the conflict between the Kingdom of Levis and the Empire must not be allowed to spread to other member states. The Kingdom of Levis can perish, but it must be worth it in exchange for enough benefits. In addition, if the Kingdom of Levis is really seeking a power that is enough to shake the current situation, then Heloise Serra will seize it. The Parliament will not sit idly by and watch the Kingdom of Levis gain such a powerful force alone, which will inevitably break the balance within the Federation.

The Kingdom of Levis only needs to diligently resist the Empire and serve as the Federation's line of defense against the Empire - for the House of Representatives, it is obviously more appropriate for them to have such a powerful weapon in their hands.

I don’t know if the man in white had noticed this a long time ago. He looked at Heloise Serra and smiled meaningfully.

"Lord Grey Wind, I'm sorry," he said, bowing politely. "Even if you ask, I can't give you a satisfactory answer. In fact, none of us can set foot deep within the ruins—because the ruins are still 'alive,' and we've been rejected by them."

In fact, he didn't need to explain it, but considering that the woman in front of him was the strongest among the Eight Swordsmen, second only to the chief, he still said it.

"'Alive'?"

Heloise Serra raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling puzzled by what the man in white said.

At this time, they had walked to the entrance of the ruins. Sera looked up at the entrance of the ruins, which emerged from the rock pile at an inclined angle like a collapsed palace.

It is hard to imagine that this is a relic from the Age of Gods who knows how many years ago. It seems that there are no traces of time left at all.

The rocks outside the ruins looked like they had been cleared, and there were several corpses of people in white nearby, as well as footprints and traces of battle. The sword marks on the ground seemed to still retain a slightly sharp power. Sera knew that it was the power of the holy sword of the brave Madeleine. Sera had fought with her before, and she was very familiar with this breath.

However, what made Heloise Sera feel strange was that even though her perception was very strong, she could not see through the dark space inside the entrance - the white mist had completely dissipated at this time, and she could only judge from the stone steps extending into the depths of darkness under the afterglow of the sun that there should be other spaces under the ruins.

The man in white, like Heloise Serra, looked up at the entrance to the ruins.

"A great being rules these ruins. Can you imagine? Within these ruins, from the ancient Age of Gods, lies a power powerful enough to endure for countless ages. Without its permission, even the most formidable of explorers would be guilty of blasphemy if they were to take a single step toward its steps. Anyone who intrudes forcefully will be instantly banished into the rifts of time and space, unable to escape."

The eyes of the man in white revealed a fiery light that Sera found difficult to describe. Sera looked at the other men in white, and they also looked up at the silent palace with particularly pious eyes.

It's a very strange feeling.

Heloise Serra's gaze once again turned to the stairs extending underground. She seemed to feel an oppressive breath coming from the bottom of the dark corridor.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

"That's perfect, I really want to take a look—that hero's power is so weak, since she can get in, I want to try too."

He put the greatsword on his back and slowly took a step forward.

The voice of the man in white came from behind, with a strange laugh that sounded like he was waiting for a good show. "Hehe, I've heard that Master Sera never admits defeat. If you want to give it a try, you'd better be careful..."

Before she could finish her words, Heloise Serra had already stepped onto the stone steps.

"Ok??"

The man in white was stunned and his eyes widened, but Heloise Serra didn't feel anything strange. She just felt that the position of the sun seemed to have changed in the previous moment.

She took another step down, but still no response.

She looked at the man in white suspiciously.

"Is this what you call—'desecration'? Or 'expulsion'?"

The men in white could no longer sit still and were all extremely surprised.

"Lord Sera, how could you..."

Before he could finish his words, a loud bang echoed through the canyon behind him. The deafening sound waves stirred up waves of sand and gravel, and for a moment it was like an earthquake, and everyone felt the aftermath coming from under their feet.

Danger.

Sera immediately gripped the heavy sword behind her, took a step back, turned around and took a defensive stance, but no one attacked. She only saw a blonde girl walking towards them through the dust raised by the broken rocks.

The men in white reacted belatedly and took out their weapons, but they did not rush to attack. Instead, they looked at Heloise Serra. Although they did not see clearly how the girl appeared here, they saw the ground under her feet crushed into pieces, and they naturally judged that they were probably no match for the girl.

At this time, we have to rely on Heloise Serra, one of the Eight Swordsmen.

Heloise Serra ignored the gazes of the men in white. She frowned and quickly glanced at the blonde girl, but she didn't see any weapons or any decent protective gear - everything about the girl was so ordinary, only her face was outstanding enough to not leave no impression in the crowd.

Sera felt a little weird.

The heavy sword in his hand slowly turned a circle and finally rested on her shoulder.

She faced forward, lowered her knees, and dragged her huge heavy sword across the ground, sending sparks flying. She was the Grey Wind Swordsman, and the Grey Wind Greatsword Dogan in her hand was the heaviest and most powerful weapon among the "Eight Swords." Simply dragging it across the ground had left a deep scratch on the solid ground.

"Stop and tell me who you are."

She said, already taking a fighting stance.

"Lord Sera, she's not one of ours. We've lost contact with our people since a while ago. I'm afraid the strong men sent by the Empire have arrived here. Kill her immediately, otherwise it will be troublesome when their reinforcements arrive."

The man in white urged from behind.

"A strong one..."

Sera narrowed her eyes and suddenly smiled.

"Indeed, you appear to have considerable strength. Then let me witness the might of the Empire's mighty warriors. I hope you are a little stronger than your heroes—don't worry, I won't waste too much of your time."

Without saying any more nonsense, Sera suddenly stopped and the surging force shook the stone steps.

In an instant, she appeared in front of the girl, holding her sword across her body, but before her sword fell, she felt her shoulders sink suddenly, and a tremendous force was transmitted through her arms, pressing on her shoulders. Then a sharp pain like a dislocation pierced her mind - with a loud bang, Sera felt her hands lighten, and her huge heavy sword, which was as tall as a person, hit her directly between her knees and embedded deeply into the stones on the ground.

Gravel and sparks flew everywhere, and the weapon in Sera's hand fell out of her hand. The huge force knocked her heavily to the ground.

Only then did she see that the girl was holding the blade of her giant sword with one hand and stabbing it diagonally into the ground.

She widened her eyes.

The men in white at the back were all stunned.

"You are the Grey Wind Swordsman, right?"

The girl spoke, a clear voice coming from above her head. Heloise Serra noticed that the girl was squatting in front of her, and seemed to be looking at her.

Without time to be stunned, she tried hard to prop up her body, but she felt that her arms were completely numb and she had no strength. At this moment, a clean hand appeared in front of her, pinched her chin, and lifted her face up roughly.

Her gaze moved upwards from the girl's clean neck, and she saw the blonde girl in front of her staring straight at her. When she met those golden eyes, she almost felt her scalp explode.

"Just now, you mentioned the 'brave hero', right? Tell me, where is she now?"

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421. Lord God

For Heloise Serra, becoming the Chief Swordsman has always been her long-cherished goal, but also a regret - because she once challenged for the chief position but lost.

She knew deeply that there was still a gap between her and the chief.

Therefore, she has been training herself repeatedly to make herself stronger.

But at this moment, the pain and regret of being defeated by the chief swordsman suddenly seemed to become insignificant - she was clearly the one who took the initiative to attack, but with just one move, the Grey Wind Greatsword that she relied on and was also the symbol of her status was easily knocked down. Her ease and her pride as a strong person were crushed to pieces at this moment.

However, her opponent was even unarmed - without powerful weapons, decent protective gear, or the caution of facing a powerful enemy. The oppressive force brought by his calmness had never been as terrifying as it was at this moment.

It was the first time Sera had seen someone who could take her attack with bare hands.

There wasn't even a scratch on the palm of his hand.

Elsa inserted Sera's giant sword diagonally into the hard rock. She glanced at the giant sword and then looked away - this weapon was not bad, but it was a little worse than the war demon's heavy sword.

"Lord Sera was defeated...?"

Behind Sera, the men in white did not stop for a moment and retreated unconsciously. However, behind them was the entrance to the ruins, and beyond that was rubble and an empty canyon. They had nowhere to retreat.

"No! Let's run!"

"Where are you fleeing to?"

"The temple... let's escape to the temple! As long as 'Lord God' takes action... this level is nothing to worry about!"

But when they all crowded at the entrance of the ruins, they hesitated to move forward - because before that, all those who wanted to force their way in without permission had "disappeared", and the majesty of the gods stopped them.

"Damn it! This is an offense! The Lord God will never allow us to defile his palace out of fear of death!"

"Yes……"

The man in white, who had spoken to Sera earlier, was silent for a long time before suddenly saying, "By the grace of the gods, let us have the final battle."

After saying this, he tightly gripped the sword in his hand, his eyes gleaming with fiery devotion, pointing straight at Elsa.

"Die, we apostles will punish you!"

He shouted and rushed towards Elsa with his sword. The wind from the sword was whistling, which was quite powerful, but the next second Elsa's fist broke his sword and hit his chin.

"Gu..."

With a muffled groan, the man in white raised his head and spun over 180 degrees, his head hitting the ground, and then turned several times before stopping. He fainted before he could even spit out a mouthful of broken teeth.

"I'm no match for him... What should I do?!"

"Charging forward now would only lead to our own deaths. We must call for backup!"

"But... no one has responded to us yet..."

"That shouldn't be the case. Where are the people we ambushed in the forest?"

Heloise Serra ignored the shouting of the man in white. She stared at Elsa, engraving Elsa's face deeply in her mind.

She found that she didn't see clearly how Elsa attacked. In a battle with such a huge disparity in strength, she was defeated completely, but this also ignited a long-lost desire in her heart - fighting with the strong was a very distant and nostalgic past for Heloise Sera.

Even though her shoulders couldn't stop shaking slightly.

Fear is human instinct, but it cannot erase her will. She swallowed hard, reacted from her brief daze, and the first words she said were:

“Who are you…?”

So frustrating.

In her 28 years of life, she had not often experienced such a strong sense of frustration, so her first reaction was to want to know the identity of the person who defeated her.

But Aisha didn't answer her.

"Where is the hero?"

Aisha repeated it, causing Heloise Serra's eyes to drop slightly.

She was thinking.

"The hero... should be down there."

Heloise Serra spoke, her voice trembling slightly, but it was obvious that she was trying hard to suppress the embarrassing sound. As she spoke, she felt the intense numbness and tearing pain in her shoulders that had not yet faded. She raised her hand with difficulty and pointed in the direction of the ruins.

The people in white who were blocking the entrance to the ruins suddenly turned pale.

"Lord Sera! How could you…"

Sera didn't even turn her head or look at the people in white, and continued to say to Aisha:

"I received news that a group of heroes came here and broke through our defenses, but when I got here, she was gone... Either she left while I was rushing over, or she is still in the ruins."

Heloise Serra was decisive. She no longer had any intention of resisting.

Those men in white might have found it unbelievable, thinking that the second strongest person in the Federation should not surrender so easily, and that Sera was a spineless person.

But it doesn't matter. Sera doesn't care - she believes in her own judgment. The Senate sent her here not just to be a thug. She holds the power to terminate the plan at any time, and obviously, now is such a time. Sera has no doubt about the strength of the person in front of her. There is no stronger person than this in the entire Southwestern Federation. So, is there any point in continuing to fight except for more worthless losses?

At this moment, a silver light flashed, and Tricia's figure appeared behind Elsa - she stared at the canyon, a faint light surging in her lifeless eyes, and finally her gaze passed over the white-clothed men and cast towards the entrance to the ruins of the Age of Gods behind them.

Sera also saw Tricia and narrowed her eyes slightly.

——This is... the Mystic Sage?

Even the sage is here?

At this point, there is no longer any chance of luck.

I just don’t know how strong the sage, who hasn’t been active on this continent for decades, is now. If possible, Sera really wants to challenge her if they meet at another time.

"Elsa, the place has stabilized and we can go in now."

Tricia said.