Apocalyptic life from scratch

Chapter 1116 Holy Sword and Oath
Lan Dingding looked at Su Meiqin: "Do you really want to draw that holy sword again?"

"No, of course not... I just..."

Su Meiqin paused, shook her head, and sighed in a low voice: "I was just wondering if there would be another way for us to use that power..."

"There is no other way... that is the Holy Sword of Radiance, one of the most powerful treasures in the world. Apart from becoming its master, there is no way to drive it!"

Lan frowned and stared at Su Meiqin, even she could clearly hear the unsteadiness in Su Meiqin's words.

This can't help but make her feel worried.

It is said that the holy sword possesses the power to confuse people. This kind of power is like a drug. Once you use it once, you can't really forget that feeling. No matter how determined your heart is, you will rush to pursue the power brought by the holy sword. Lost in the end.

She thought it was just a simple legend, could it be true?Has An Jie also been bewitched by the holy sword?

"Don't worry, I'm just talking..."

Su Meiqin showed a dry smile to Lan: "I promise, I won't pull out that sword!"

"I hope what you say is true..."

Lan exhaled slightly, but then changed his tone.

"But An Jie, if you really draw that sword again..."

Lan turned around and walked past Su Meiqin, leaving a threat in her ear as she passed her.

"At that time, I will kill you with my own hands. I hope you will not blame me..."

Su Meiqin froze in place, silently looking at the flower bed in front of her, without saying a word.

Lan's footsteps gradually moved away, and Su Meiqin suddenly felt more confused than ever before.

In the conference hall of Aries City, there would be a few quarrels from time to time. Obviously, other people would not be able to argue for any specific conclusions for a while.

"I will kill you with my own hands, I hope you don't blame me..."

Lan's cold words kept ringing in her ears like a spell, making Su Meiqin even more upset.

With a sigh, she temporarily left Aries City, wanting to go out to relax.

Su Meiqin's consciousness was a little chaotic. Along the way, countless pictures from the past played back in her mind repeatedly.

That was the scene where she swore an oath on the altar of the Principality of Camille and pulled out the holy sword in front of everyone's shocked eyes.

These memories seemed to be rooted deep in her mind, making Su Meiqin feel gradually anxious.

She simply returned to her own city of Libra, ready to sleep with her head covered, to let herself forget these troubles.

"Don't think, don't think, don't think..."

Su Meiqin kept reminding herself to be more awake.

However, when she closed her eyes, these lingering memories would appear more clearly in front of her eyes.

Finally, after three hours of deceiving herself, she couldn't hold on anymore.

On the verge of collapse, she clenched her fists tightly and took a few deep breaths.

She knew that she couldn't wait like this any longer, she had to do something, otherwise she would be driven crazy by the past.

Having made up her mind, Su Meiqin immediately left Libra City.

Half an hour later, Su Meiqin returned to the tomb of the Knight King.

At this moment, the hundreds of knights of the Radiant Knights were still lined up neatly, guarding the mausoleum loyally.

Su Meiqin couldn't help wondering, were these people also brainwashed like her?Their king is no longer here, to be able to wait here so steadfastly, is too loyal...

Shaking her head, Su Meiqin took a deep breath and walked towards the entrance of the mausoleum.

Along the way, those soldiers seemed to have acquiesced to her existence, and none of them came out to stop her.

Su Meiqin went straight into the mausoleum.

What she didn't notice was that Lan was hiding quietly on the tree trunk not far away. Through the bushes, she watched Su Meiqin walk into the mausoleum, her eyes gradually turned cold, and her right hand quietly touched the ring blade superior.

She had already warned Su Meiqin that if Su Meiqin still couldn't restrain herself, she couldn't be blamed.

She will never allow the past history to be staged in front of her again.

"What, have you changed your mind?"

In the mausoleum, the phantom of the sword spirit was already waiting there, as if not surprised by Su Meiqin's arrival at all.

Hearing this, Su Meiqin couldn't help but squeezed her fists, with an extremely unwilling look on her face, but after only a moment, she gradually let go of her fists.

Full of melancholy, it turned into a long sigh.

"Okay, now that you have made a decision, don't hesitate."

The unfeeling voice of the sword spirit sounded: "Come on, swear to the holy sword again. I have said long ago that if you pull out the holy sword, you will be able to restore the power of the knight king!"

Su Meiqin stood there silently, and after a while, she slowly walked to the altar.

She exhaled lightly, and reached out to hold the hilt of the sword in the altar.

The entire altar suddenly began to tremble slightly.

At a certain position above the mausoleum, Lan's eyes were fixed, and she also held the ring blade in her hand.

"Buzz..."

The Radiant Holy Sword began to utter softly, and the voice was filled with joyful emotions, like a child who had been abandoned for a long time and finally saw his parents again.

"I, Su Meiqin, swear from now on!"

Dots of golden light began to overflow from Su Meiqin's body, and in the mausoleum, bursts of air blew up, blowing her clothes loudly.

The long hair of placer gold fluttered in the wind, but Su Meiqin was not disturbed at all, her pretty face was full of solemn expression.

"I swear to be kind to the weak!
I swear to be brave against power!

I swear against all mistakes!
I swear to fight for the defenseless! "

……

Just like the oath of the girl knight thousands of years ago, she shouted out sentence by sentence from Su Meiqin.

The holy light of the sound of the altar became more and more intense, and the vigorous energy spread out to the surroundings, illuminating the entire mausoleum with a golden light.

Lan frowned even deeper, looking down at the figure below, full of disappointment.Exhaling, she couldn't hold back the urge to move.The footsteps moved slightly, and the cold light of the ring blade flashed by, but was covered by a large amount of holy light at the scene.

Underneath, the maiden's oath continues.

"I swear to help anyone who asks me for help!"

"I swear, I won't hurt any woman!"

……

More vows than a thousand years ago, said from Su Meiqin's mouth, the phantom of the sword spirit froze for a moment, and then showed a more appreciative smile.

However, soon, her smile froze.

"I swear to be true to my friends!"

"I swear, to the one I love...until death!"

"Buzz..."

As Su Meiqin yelled these words, the whole altar trembled violently.

Lan, who was hiding above, stared blankly at the thin figure below, and the ring blade that was about to be swung froze in midair in vain.

"No! This oath is wrong!"

The phantom suddenly yelled angrily: "The one you want to be loyal to is not your lover, but your country, your people!"

Strands of pitch-black colors began to pour out from the holy sword, wrapping around Su Meiqin's hands, arms, and whole body like shackles.

The black air seemed to contain endless hatred and resentment, and it rushed towards Su Meiqin without reservation.

These are the ghosts who died under the holy sword, and those unjust souls who sacrificed their lives for the country. Countless voices like unjust ghosts rang in her ears, threatening her and asking her to change her oath.

The headache was splitting, and the sense of infinite chaos began to scramble in her mind.

Su Meiqin clenched her teeth, and her voice was unusually firm: "I swear...to my love—until death!"

More black air gushed out, like chains, tightly entangled Su Meiqin.

The entire altar also roared more and more intensely, and the black air was like a fire, tearing Su Meiqin's skin apart.

In the great pain, Su Meiqin's forehead was soon covered with cold sweat.

The glorious holy sword that used to be like an arm and finger, now seemed to have a weight of [-], no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it out.

The sword spirit snorted coldly: "The oath is wrong, the Glorious Holy Sword will not recognize you! If you don't change the oath, you will be imprisoned here forever..."

"you shut up!"

Su Meiqin shouted loudly, staring at the sword spirit with cold eyes.

"A mere sword spirit, stop pointing fingers at me!"

The sword spirit immediately kept silent, and she looked at Su Meiqin in astonishment. She was obviously only a spirit body, but she felt real fear in that look just now?

Su Meiqin held the hilt tightly with both hands, and stared at the holy sword in front of her.

"I said, I will to my love..."

Black air crawled all over her body, and in the endless pain, Su Meiqin had no intention of giving in at all. She just held onto the hilt of the sword tightly, clenched her teeth, and shouted the last four words.

"Until death!"

"Buzzing..."

As her voice fell, something around her waist suddenly burst into white brilliance.

It was the portable sword handed down from her teacher - Ganjiang.

The legendary Sword of the Sun, these white lights, are just the spirit of justice represented by this ancient object, the nemesis of all evil spirits.

Like invisible sharp blades, these white brilliance cut off the black energy in Su Meiqin's body in the blink of an eye.

Seeing these white lights, the black qi was like a mouse seeing a cat. They could only scurry around to avoid it, and were soon swallowed up.

In addition, the black energy hidden deep in the altar was also pulled out by the white light and wiped out.

In the end, all the white light did not return to Su Meiqin, but poured into the holy sword.

"boom!"

At this moment, the turbulent golden holy light, like a volcanic eruption, gushed out madly in all directions with the altar as the center.

The mausoleum couldn't support the impact of energy, and it collapsed directly, and the broken stones were blown away by the energy.

Lan's figure landed quietly behind Su Meiqin, looking in surprise at Su Meiqin surrounded by holy light.

At this moment, the power of the holy light on the holy sword is surging and purer than ever before.

Outside the altar, the knights who had been guarding again all had pious expressions on their faces at this moment, and they knelt down to Su Meiqin one after another.

(End of this chapter)