As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

"Being the first to punch doesn't mean your punch is harder."

"It's come to this, and you're still being stubborn...?!"

Levi's disdain came to an abrupt end, because he realized that the black-haired boy opposite him only used one hand.

Only then did the other hand raise the Dragon Fang Blade and then chop it down.

【Ashes destroyed】.

The dragon flame roared and the firewood flame howled.

The blazing and violent flames followed the scarlet sword light, and the two intertwined to form a gorgeous cross, which instantly exploded and in turn suppressed the surging silver sword light.

The original downward trend was reversed in an instant.

The blood-red sword energy and the crimson dragon flames entangled and overlapped with each other, producing an effect of 1+1 greater than 2. The cross-shaped sword blade erupted with a terrifying steady pressure.

Like a hideous and laughing devil in hell, or like a roaring dragon that was disturbed from its slumber, it ruthlessly tore apart Levi's sword energy.

Levi took a big step back, a stream of scarlet coming out of his mouth.

"Do not......"

"No, I can't lose!"

"I am the Sword Saint's personal disciple. I am the chosen one. I am favored by the Goddess of Holy Light. My sword will never...lose!"

Levi's eyes were bloodshot, blood was spitting out of his mouth, and he shouted wildly. The sword light surged again, blocking Roy's sword momentum and even taking a step in the opposite direction.

But Roy was as solid as a rock and as calm as still water, not shaken at all by this desperate resistance.

He just calmed down, breathed slowly and steadily, and took a slow but firm step forward.

This was the last straw that broke Levi's back.

The cross sword light tore apart the torrent of silver light, just like the bloody setting sun cut off the dusk that was about to fall.

The sword rang and vibrated.

The white thunder dissipated.

Levi flew out, and the hills behind him were engulfed by blood and flames.

The flowers and plants had long since turned to ashes, the ground had long since been devastated, and even the rolling clouds were ignited by the raging fire, burning the night that was supposed to have descended upon this place.

Only the [Holy Sword·Twilight] is worthy of the name of a divine weapon, standing quietly in its place.

Chapter 77: Sword Heart Broken

The cross sword light broke the holy sword.

Also shattered were the years of faith of thousands of Holy Light believers in the Eastern Continent.

silence.

Whether it was the three major dioceses or the residents of the Holy City, all the people of the East Continent who witnessed Levi's disastrous defeat fell into a deathly silence.

The church leaders in White Harbor Church also fell into silence.

The Sword Saint's personal disciple, the number one prodigy in the East Continent, was actually defeated by Roy's sword.

How can this be? !

Golden-level bloodline, the power of the holy sword, unparalleled talent, and experience honed on the battlefield.

In a sense, Levi can be said to be the ultimate combination of Oloya, Jay, and Visalia.

Bloodline, armament, talent, as well as years of experience and actual combat, have all been honed to the extreme.

However, the number one prodigy cultivated by the Holy Sword Church's massive resources is still no match for Roy!

How can this be? !

Leo's eyes widened slightly, but he understood something: "I see."

"You're right. At a certain level, willpower is the key to victory or defeat." Theresa smiled.

"But you underestimate the child."

"The blood of this generation of false kings has tenaciously survived the pursuit of the cultists. Let alone life-and-death battles, I'm afraid they have experienced countless desperate situations where their lives are hanging by a thread."

"You and I both understand that the character forged in desperate situations is the most tenacious."

Looking at the calmness in the black-haired boy's eyes from beginning to end, Theresa couldn't help but admire him: "Whether it's willpower or awareness, at least in this aspect, Roy far surpasses Levi."

The church's high-ranking officials looked at Leo, hoping he would refute Theresa, but in the end, the Sword Saint only sighed softly: "I deeply agree."

Roy won.

No matter who it is, no matter whether they recognize it or not, it is an indisputable fact that he was able to break the sword master's personal teachings with one sword.

The Lionhearted Knights raised their swords and cheered, the forest elves sang and danced, the adventurers vied with each other to shout Roy's name, the Magician Academy was excited for the outstanding performance of their students, and even the deserts of the Western Regions and the islands of the Southern Kingdom were filled with the sound of Roy's name.

"Long live the sworn knight!"

"I knew Roy could do it! Woohoo, I even taught him a class!"

"The East Continent's No. 1 Prodigy is no match for us, the West Continent's No. 1 Prodigy!"

"Ah? Wait, how come he's the number one prodigy in the Western Continent..."

"Oh, you care so much, just sound awesome and that's it!"

The Lionheart Queen who suppressed the Asian dragon riots, the leaders of the two schools who fought against the demons, and the prince who unified the political situation in Jinsha...

Before this, there were many different opinions on who the genius of this generation in the Western Continent would be, and there was no definite answer.

But from today on, this name is deeply bound to the black-haired boy.

The candidates who left the secret realm and returned to the church, except for the unconscious Oloya, all looked shocked and couldn't believe it.

"He is so strong?"

The sight of the cross slashing through the sky deeply shocked Jay. His fear was greater than his resentment. Even though his lower body was burning hot, he no longer had any desire for revenge.

On the other side, Visalia murmured with a complicated expression and a bitter smile: "You really didn't lie."

"Even if I really used my bloodline enlightenment, I'd still be no match for you..."

Roy himself was not arrogant, but just exhaled slowly.

Victory with one sword was only to be expected.

Levi is stronger than in the original.

In the original work, Levi regained his swordsmanship at the last moment of the battle with Jon Snow, and perfectly activated the [Holy Sword: Nightmare], forcing Jon Snow to activate his bloodline before defeating him.

It can be said that Levi is definitely stronger than most Sequence 5s. Although he is not as strong as the Undead General Intalon, he is not much inferior to him.

But he is no longer that incompetent, useless young man.

The combination of [Blood Furnace Demon Sword] and [Ashes Destruction] is enough to defeat Levi.

And this is far from Roy's full strength.

The [False King] possesses numerous abilities. A head-on confrontation is merely the fastest, safest, and least-concerned option. Furthermore, his ultimate trump card, [Unquenchable Fire], has yet to be deployed. Not to mention the ultimate weapon, the Blade of the Former King.

But unlike Roy, who was neither happy nor sad, Levi could not accept this result.

Levi ignored the medical team's attempts to treat him and his chest, which was bleeding profusely, and stared at him with blood all over his body.

"No!"

"No, no, no! I, I haven't lost yet! How could I possibly lose? I'm the Sword Saint's personal disciple, I was chosen, I'm the strongest in the Eastern Continent, I, I, I, I, I won't lose!!!"

The wound on Levi's chest was so deep that the bone was visible, and his life was almost hanging by a thread.

But compared to the physical injuries, the pain of the broken sword heart is even greater.

All along, he has never been defeated by those of the same level, and the title of the number one genius in the East Continent has honed his swordsmanship to an extremely sharp level.

proud.

But he also has the capital to look down on others.

But today, his proud swordsmanship was shattered by Roy's two swords.

Roy won, a complete victory, with some strength left.

"I can't lose!!!"

Levi pushed away the nun who came to treat him and rushed towards the [Holy Sword·Twilight] with his seriously injured body.

Roy frowned slightly, and the sword in his hand reappeared.

However, Levi's sword failed to strike out after all.

It wasn't because someone stopped him, but because the [Holy Sword: Dusk Night] didn't respond.

The silver-black sword blade seemed to be solidified, firmly nailed in place, and no matter how hard Levi tried, it remained motionless.

Roy was slightly stunned by the situation that did not even appear in the original work. Then he smiled leisurely: "Even the Holy Sword has abandoned you."

"If you don't admit it, it will be too embarrassing, right?"

"No......!"

Roy's sarcasm was the invisible sword that finally pierced Levi's dignity.

As if all his bones had been drained out, Levi fell to his knees on the ground and could no longer get up.

However, just as he was being put on a stretcher by the nuns, he glared at us with his last bit of strength, spitting out blood and roaring wildly.

"It's not over yet! Roy Ironblad, the trial is not over yet!"

Unable to accept the reality, Levi can only place his last hope on his partner.

"You risked everything, but in the end, you got nothing! The candidate you chose is not worth your efforts at all! She's just a maid, no match for Sang! In the end, you lost the Saint Trial!"

Levi's roar awakened the people of the East Continent from their silence.

In the square of the holy city, a fanatical believer climbed directly onto the podium and shouted loudly.

"Everyone, did you hear that?!"

"Don't be discouraged! This is just a test bestowed upon Master Sang by the Holy Light!"

"The battle between the guards is of no importance at all. As long as Lord Sang wins, it will be a victory for Lord Levi, a victory for Aoloya, Jay, Visalia, and even for us, the believers of Holy Light!"

One call ignited a blind and crazy flame.

"That's right! This is a Saint Trial, not a Guard Trial!"

"The Son of Light will never lose to the ignorant barbarians of the Western Continent!"

"Lord Sang will win! Lord Sang will win!"

Everyone shouted at the top of their lungs, as if this could erase the fact that Roy had won consecutive games.

Chapter 78: The Battle of Canonization

Inside the White Harbor Cathedral, the attitude of the church leaders was equally fanatical and radical.

"The Saint Trial ritual is indeed complete! What's the use of having strong guards?!

"In the end, it all comes down to the competition among those chosen by the Holy Light. Only those chosen by the Holy Light can be promoted to Saints!"

"Don't think that you, the maids chosen by White Harbor, can win by performing a few miracles! After all, you are pitiful creatures abandoned by the Holy Light..."

The people of the White Harbor Church, who had been humiliated to such a degree and suppressed until now, finally couldn't help but speak out.

A black-robed nun loudly retorted, "I don't think so! Just like Master Roy defeated your candidate, Master Alice might be able to do the same!"

"What did you say?!"

The atmosphere in the church gradually became tense.

Until Simon clapped his hands.

"Everyone, everything is guided by the Holy Light, and the truth will be revealed soon."

"Why not just be patient and wait for the final result?"

The strange holy light turned into a breeze and calmed everyone down.