Ultraman: I am really just a human.

Chapter 488 The Strongest Holy Sword

"Tick-tock!"

The dark, cold forest was shrouded in damp air, and water droplets dripped down the dead branches of the trees, forming puddles among the maple leaves piled on the ground.

The ancient statue was submerged in the lake.

In the sudden flurry of snowflakes, the faint reflection of a lonely ancient boy could be seen.

Are you alone too?

Why aren't you sad?

The ripples on the lake spread violently, and the snowflakes hovered around Xia Chuan before being completely evaporated by the impact of the blue flames.

"Be careful!"

Fei Yuzhen ran out of the lakeside woods, soaking wet, and before he could catch his breath, he saw a giant energy dragon burst out of the lake, and a large area of ​​flames engulfed Xia Chuan and the surrounding trees.

"Bang--!"

"It's that boy!"

Despite the heatwave, Touma clung to the tree trunk beside him, and after the impact subsided, he gazed intently at the center of the lake.

In a daze, he seemed to see himself out of control and destroying everything in reality.

The terrifying power of the dragon comes from here.

This is the world of that forbidden book.

Is this the end?

Fei Yuzhen collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

Even seeing his own projection destroy all the Megiddos didn't bring him joy; instead, it plunged him into an even deeper abyss of despair.

Because not only enemies, but allies also fell to his sword.

One by one, the comrades at the North Base turned into corpses, even Yuri, the Sword of Light, was not spared. In the end, Mei Sudo stood at the very back, sword in hand...

"Mei?"

Fei Yuzhen looked up in confusion.

Why is it Mei who I end up facing?

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a sword light pierced through the flames in the forest, transforming into a pillar of light that shot into the sky. The water on the lake surface gathered and, under the control of an invisible force, twisted into a giant water dragon, which roared and swooped down on the blue fire dragon.

"roar--!"

"The profound meaning of water?!"

Fei Yu stared intently at the center of the beam of light.

The burning debris, mixed with snowflakes, gradually accelerated its rotation, eventually transforming into a giant tornado as the water dragon followed.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The enraged blue fire dragon on the opposite bank only managed to resist for a moment before screaming as it was sent flying. Vast areas of forest and lake were crushed, flames dissipated, the earth dragon turned over, and trees snapped in fan shapes and were swept into the sky by the wind.

The power of water, the power of wind, the power of earth, and the power of light...

"It's White Sword!"

Fei Yuzhen's breathing became heavier as he leaned against the tree trunk to get up and gazed at the faint human figures in the pillar of light.

Does Bai Jian actually have a human form?

Is it an avatar... or the real body like Yuri?

"hold head high!"

The blue fire dragon writhed in agony as its bone fire continuously stained the fallen leaves piled up on the ground around it. It howled as it struggled to break free from the hurricane and water flow, but just as it raised its head to exhale, it was struck by a sword light.

Xia Chuan stood suspended atop the giant dragon's head, forcibly repelling the blue fire dragon's breath with the fusion holy sword he had conjured with his bare hands.

"Whoosh!"

Rain replaced the flying snow, and the fire dragon shrank back into a little boy, curled up in the bone fire and wept bitterly. The entire misty forest seemed to be filled with a sorrowful atmosphere, and the rain intensified rapidly.

"rustle!"

Xia Chuan landed on his feet.

After flashing a few times at his waist, a magenta Knight Driver suddenly appeared, and five holy sword marks transformed into Knight Mirror Cards that flew into the card box.

"Who are you?"

The boy, his eyes red and swollen, looked at Xia Chuan. Bathed in the light, the loneliness and sadness in his heart suddenly faded a lot.

The previously uncontrollable roar of the bone dragon finally subsided, and the burning blue bone fire became incredibly gentle.

"Aren't you human? That's why you can't feel sadness."

Xia Chuan observed the boy for a while, then dispelled the illusory image of the fused holy sword in his hand, and his figure gradually left the forbidden book world: "Sadness means misfortune, and I never want to have a sad day."

"etc!"

Hiyomaru stumbled across the rain-soaked path, rushing into the storm of light before Natsukawa completely disappeared.

"Clang—!"

Outside the Shenshan Bookstore.

The clash of swords produced a piercing buzzing sound, and flames several meters high exploded, engulfing Sudo Mei and Seiya's figures.

A surge of heat rose from the center of the silent, fiery sword, causing the temperature to rise rapidly until the entire sword was enveloped in flames.

An indescribable emotional force surged into Touma's mind, and through the blurry images transmitted by the sword, all the tragedies he had witnessed in the past were unearthed from the depths of his memory.

Fifteen years ago, I watched helplessly as my playmate disappeared; fifteen years later, I am powerless to stop the disappearance of Kento Fukamiya.

The cries of the victims' families as people disappeared because of Megiddo...

"I don't want to see any more sadness!"

"Bang!"

The power of the Flame Sword increased.

The immense grief transformed into flames, turning the holy blade into a fiery figure. The holy sword awakened, and amidst the exploding sparks, a red fiery mark merged into the white sword's blade.

"call!"

Natsukawa swung his sword to absorb all the flames, and the high temperature distorted space, revealing Sudo Mei's unharmed figure, with only the ends of her hair slightly curled.

"Mei!" Hiyoma gasped for breath as he deactivated his transformation and escaped his berserk state. He looked at the burning Fire Holy Sword in his hand, his emotions still turbulent, and gazed at the white-haired Mei who was protecting the bookstore building across the street.

The red knight driver seen in the world of Forbidden Books wears a belt around the waist and white-haired Mei's abdomen. The sixth holy sword mark is connected to the magic circle and occupies the central position. The other holy sword marks also light up and merge into a blurry Mirror Knight card.

It seems that another holy blade is swinging its sword towards the universe, gathering all the power of the holy swords to cover the earth.

"Whoosh!"

Hiyomaru snapped out of his illusion, collapsing to his knees from exhaustion, but still stared intently at the white sword in Mei's hand.

The White Sword not only replicates power, but can also transmit power.

He sensed it.

I sensed the strong conviction emanating from the white sword.

Cast aside all sorrow and pain, and even if you have to carry the burden alone, you must firmly protect the world.

This belief is the strongest power of the Holy Sword.

"It really wasn't the Demon Sword..."

Fei Yu Zhen smiled weakly, then collapsed contentedly, completely unaware of Yuri's shouts.

"Touma!"

Yuri extinguished the remaining flames in the grass with a slash, rushed to Touma's side, and looked at Natsukawa, whose aura was gradually fading, with a mix of tension and confusion.

"What did you do? The Flame Sword has awakened!"

As the first holy sword forged by humans after the birth of the Light and Dark Swords, the Flame Sword has the important mission of guiding the other holy swords.

However, for thousands of years, no swordsman has been able to awaken this holy sword.

According to ancient legend, once the Flame Sword is lit, a holy sword that will guide the story to its conclusion will be born.

"Could it be... that you want to become that holy sword? That power should belong to Touma, and only the chosen one..."

"I am not some holy sword."

Xia Chuan sheathed his sword and looked back at the glowing picture books in the bookstore. The red light in his eyes dissipated, and his consciousness left Sudo Mei and returned to the White Sword Space.

The "Blade King Sword" needs to be connected to 10 other holy swords with the Flame Sword as the center, and now there are only a few of the most troublesome ones left.

That's not all for him.

His goal was never just to become the strongest holy sword.

The Holy Sword is merely the key to restoring the Book of Creation; what is truly needed is the "catalogue" hidden within the fantasy world, and the fantasy mastery book to fill that "catalogue."

(End of this chapter)