boyutpedia Chapter 1217 The last fight
Chapter 1217 The last fight
Zhou Ning saw himself on the road of destiny, swinging the sword of oath and victory forward, defeating the God of War head-on with overwhelming force, and extending his own path.
Although it's a little vague and fragmented, this is how fate should be, isn't it?
And more importantly, at that moment just now, he felt the breath of the Sun Goddess. The other party should be waiting for an opportunity to enter the battlefield.
At this moment, in everyone's view, Zhou Ning's running figure seemed to resonate with the sun in the sky, attracting rays of intense sunlight that pierced the clouds and gathered around him. A slightly sacred breeze blew past, causing his body to tremble. A black robe representing divine power and a brilliant, holy crown formed on his body, and behind him was a purple and black cloak.
The back of the black robe was very long, painted with a large number of mysterious symbols representing fate and knowledge, and was blown into the air by the wind.
——During this process, Zhou Ning naturally entered the state of full mythical form.
“Is this the difference between a buyer’s show and a seller’s show?”
Alex opened his eyes wide. The player, having lost gravity, was forced to watch the battle in mid-air. He was staring at the scene in front of him without blinking, and fell into deep confusion.
He used the Sword of Oath and Victory four times today. Twice the sword responded, and once it even opened half of the seal, but the damage was very touching.
And why is it that the same move, when performed by Wayne Stewell, is so ceremonial and handsome, and the knight's armor is even shinier? The knight he summons looks just like a cosplay figure. Is this the difference between a buyer's show and a seller's? Alex, unaware of the treacherous nature of the world, was dumbfounded.
The next second, as if pledging allegiance to the king in their hearts, twelve knights in silver helmets and armor joined the round table discussion of the thirteen restrained and liberated people.
"First, this battle is a battle for survival! —Admit it! Kai!"
"Secondly, this battle is a battle against someone stronger than yourself! —Admit it, Bedivere!"
"Third, this war is not a war that goes against humanity! - Admit it, Gahoris!"
"Fourthly, this battle must be a battle for the pursuit of truth! —Admit it, Agfan!"
"Fifth, this battle is a fair one! —Accept it, Palamidis!"
"Sixth, this battle is not a war against the elves! - Admit it, Lancelot!"
One after another, voices that were either firm, passionate, or calm sounded in a rhythmic manner. Lancelot hesitated for a moment, but when he glanced at the God of War, he chose to acknowledge it.
At this time, the Life Elf Goddess narrowed her eyes slightly. She had realized that something was wrong. The group of silver-armored knights in front of her seemed more like spiritual beings.
The earth churned beneath the feet of the Knights of the Round Table, and thousands of vines burst forth from the ground. These vines could have attacked the spirits, but they missed. Then, the only female knight present, Modred, spoke loudly:
"Seventh, this war is a war against evil! —Acknowledge it, Mordred!"
"Eighth, this battle is not fought for selfish desires! —Admit it, Galahad!"
"Ninth, this battle is a battle of noble honor!—Admit it, Gawain."
"Tenth, this battle must be fought with the brave! —Admit it, Tristan."
"Eleventh, this war is not a war against the righteous! —Admit it, Gareth."
"The twelfth one is not contrary to the eight virtues: humility, honor, sacrifice, bravery, mercy, honesty, justice, and soul - admit it, Lanmaroc!"
Afterwards, the twelve Knights of the Round Table all cast their gazes towards Zhou Ning with either loyalty, admiration, or fanaticism, waiting for the final vote.
At this time, the God of War's sword, with its dazzling flames, stuck closely to Zhou Ning's back like a thorn in his side, forcing Zhou Ning to complete the ceremony while walking while holding the swords of oath and victory in both hands.
At first, he created nearly twenty clones to dodge the sword lights separately, and then these clones were killed one by one.
During this process, Zhou Ning and the Giant God Soldier connected again, letting the Giant God Soldier bend down slightly while approaching him, and hanging his huge palm on the ground. Zhou Ning stepped on the fingertips of the Giant God Soldier, and with the help of the thrust of the Giant God Soldier's fingertips, he instantly rushed into the sky.
The Giant God Soldier then clenched his fists, stood up, and placed his fists on his chest, as if he was witnessing a miracle.
"This is a battle to save the world. —Acknowledge it, Wayne Stewell."
"Round table meeting, all thirteen votes passed."
"The third phase of restrictions has begun to be lifted."
"The scabbard of the Sword of Oath and Victory has been completely unsealed. Entering its complete form."
"Light, obey my command and gather here!"
On the surface, the figures of the Knights of the Round Table raised their heads, saluted reverently to Zhou Ning in the air, and then disappeared.
In the air, spots of sunlight gathered on Zhou Ning. At that moment, he seemed to overlap with the sun. Then the light spread and illuminated the entire sky, completely dispersing the sky full of dark clouds and the intersecting thunder and lightning, and the sky turned into daytime again.
Divine lightning still fell from above his head from time to time, but this time the lightning was absorbed by the sword. The sword of oath and victory was trembling as if it were alive.
In the air, Zhou Ning noticed the position of the Life Elf Goddess. She was very far away from him and never gave him any chance. He slightly moved his fingers, and green sacred figures appeared around him.
These were the subordinate gods who once surrounded the Creator God and praised His greatness.
There are only two seconds left in the countdown. The Goddess of Life Elf has seen the endings of many people on the road of destiny. She is ready to wait until the moment when the God of Creation appears from a certain road of destiny to declare the end of the war of power.
He planned to use his authority to send the God of Creation back to his peak state for a short period of time, thus ending this war for power.
Zhou Ning held the Sword of Oath and Victory, which had burned into a blazing white lightsaber, in both hands. The wide robes on his body suddenly fluttered and fell from the sky, as if to split the space.
The God of War immediately stretched out his right hand and quickly sketched out star-shaped words one after another in front of him, saying solemnly and sacredly:
"I am the embodiment of war and the master of all weapons. If I do not allow my weapons to shed blood, they will become dull."
As soon as the words fell, the "God of War's" majestic eyes instantly became illusory, and a pure golden ocean emerged around his body. This was the unique spiritual power of the God of War!
All the weapons in the world became dull at the same time, including the Xueyin Kuangdao in Yanran Weilue's hand; the Sword of Cortes in Shuidi Chenxing's hand... All the players' melee weapons became unsharpened, and even the Sword of Oath and Victory underwent subtle changes.
But Zhou Ning couldn't care less about these things at this moment, because this was the oath and sword of victory with all thirteen restraints released in their most complete form!
The strongest fantasy. A ray of starlight. Transcending all time and space, the dream itself, unattainable by ordinary beings. In Fate/Prototype, facing Gilgamesh's (Prototype's) Noble Phantasm, Enki, the sword of destruction, swung his unresolved Excalibur against the fierce currents, vaporizing the seawater and severing Archer's mid-air star of destruction.
The sword of oath and victory in Zhou Ning's hand emitted a blazing light and fell heavily from the sky.
The dazzling sword light then turned into a sea of light, surging forward mightily and submerging the figure of the God of War.
The body of this righteous god, embodied in the myth, quickly disintegrated and became ethereal.
Under the stunned gazes of the players, Zhou Ning once again raised the Sword of Oath and Victory, his expression remaining calm. This holy sword, capable of repelling all evil, had not yet dissipated, still possessing the power to strike. However, under the curse of knowledge, delivering such a blow was a considerable burden for him.
Almost at the same time, the countdown finally returned to zero. Under Leonardo's feet, the golden road of destiny was shrouded in mist. In the mist, a golden palm suddenly stretched out and slammed heavily on the ground.
Then a huge, strange head with curly hair popped out from inside.
This is the God of Creation, and His target is Leandro!
The Son of this Plane showed horror on his face as he watched the golden hand grabbing towards him.