I, Rhine Life Hit Worker

"Kill the bastard!"

"To deal with this kind of bastard, there is no need to talk about morals, let's go together!"

"Power and Glory!!"

"Victory or death!!"

"Let's kill Blazing Knight together!"

Next, more than 50 Ursus people roared in unison and rushed towards Su Qiu.

"Ugh!"

Su Qiu sighed heavily, he knew that once he showed up, he would end up like this.

But if he just watched from the sidelines, his tour guide might be killed.

Forget it.

Come here.

"Just to use you, to try this new equipment."

Since he got the ritual sword presented by the Sixth King, he has never used it.

As the highest honor that ancient knights can get, the face of the royal family, the top weapons forged by the Dulin tribe using the lost ancient method are naturally extremely powerful...

But how strong is it?

Su Qiu plans to try it now.

At the same time, all the Casimir scholars saw the ritual sword in Su Qiu's hand gradually glowing—their shocked eyeballs were about to pop out!

"Could that be... the first Dolan?"

"It can't be wrong! The shape is exactly the same! I am so lucky. I have only seen replicas in museums, and this is the first time I have seen the real thing."

"After so many years, I heard that only the oldest knight family may still have this holy artifact in the treasure house."

"Nonsense, if those families really have this thing, how could they be willing to put it in the warehouse to eat ashes?"

"This is the highest honor of a knight at the beginning, and it must be carried with you."

"But where did the Blazing Knight get this thing?"

"The bloodlines of each of the great royal knights enshrined in the early years of the establishment of the knight system have been clearly recorded. It is impossible to have his family!"

"But his one is well preserved, and the spell components work smoothly, it's incredible!"

"really!"

"But... if this Dolan can still be used, if it is genuine, it means——is the Chi Knight planning to use that trick!!"

The great soul that was first activated from the ancient system of the Victorian dynasty was used to carry out political censorship on users, so as to implement the highest level of control insurance for strategic weapons delivered to personal custody.

In an instant, majestic auras hung down from the sky, turning into a supreme great soul, overlooking the earth.

The weapon works well.

This shocked the scholars of Casimir even more, and it can even be said that they were moved!

The energy contained in the ritual sword was surging and boiling, and the slender blade was burned to red, and there was a scorching neighing sound from the blade.

Su Qiu's voice was clear and loud, awakening the holy sword:

"Freedom from restraint!"

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Who am I, where am I, what medicine did I take today, why is there an extra handful of curry sticks in my book?

Chapter 130 Seven Said Trump's Sword Spirit

Liberate from restraint.

Su Qiu's shout awakened the ritual sword.

Bright brilliance sprinkled from the sky, and a sacred silhouette appeared in the sight of the people present.

"Out, appeared!"

Casimir scholars were moved to tears.

That is the authentic liberation of restraint, an ability that only the twelve original royal ritual swords possess!

Use Victoria's Excalibur resolution as a template.

On that basis, Casimir's royal ritual sword has undergone certain improvements.

Not as an empty-thinking fictional soul, voting to judge.

Instead, the elves, who already possessed great power, acted as judges.

The power core of these ritual swords.

It is also the spirit that resides in the sword.

Only with the permission of the spirit in the sword, the power of the ritual sword can also be officially released.

The inner guard who was killed by Su Qiu at the beginning held a cursed iron knife that could generate a country created with the concept of Ursas, and was able to fight fiercely with the God of War MK1 without fear of high temperatures.

And the ritual sword after liberation is almost an artifact of the same level.

Twelve brilliant projections descended on the earth.

Scared the professors of Ursus.

This, what kind of battle is this? !

Professor Ursus, who has done some research, has recognized the weapon in Su Qiu's hand. Unlike the scholars of Casimir who are obsessed with the origin of the ritual sword, the professors of Ursas are more afraid of the powerful power in the sword!

Twelve projections.

What that represents is the elf in the twelve royal swords, and now eleven of the projections have lost their souls, leaving only the sacred body, like a tombstone.

The only soul that is still overlooking the world comes from the sword in Su Qiu's hand.

It was a girl with snow-white hair and red horns, lying lazily on the throne made of brass and steel, her bright red dragon tail swaying gently, quite leisurely.

"Resolution—start."

She spoke in fluent Yan Guo dialect with some dialects.

Ok?

Su Qiu was taken aback.

This royal elf...why does it sound like Trump?

Su Qiu finally realized that something was wrong.

It's a pity that he is the only one who can see the face of the elves clearly, and the knight himself is the only one who can hear the words of the elves clearly.

Others could only see the great projections of the twelve auras, hanging high in the air and surrounding Su Qiu, it was sacred and extraordinary.

So awesome, so sacred, so many special effects!Everyone was so amazed.

Trump Elf casually opened the parchment: "Decided on one...ah wait, downstairs, are you from Casimir?"

Su Qiu: "Huh?"

Su Qiu thought for a while: "Can you just treat me like that?"

"Didn't you still say a shovel, slip away!"

The rushing waterfall of light went up against the current, as if turned backwards, and the elf was ready to leave.

You wait you wait!

Su Qiu hurriedly called the elf to stop:

"I have a Casimir hukou! Legally I am a Casimir, read the resolution for me!"

"Well...but when this sword was made, Kasimir didn't have the concept of household registration. You didn't have a drop of Kasimir's blood on your body. Does this count? Can this count..."

The elf muttered, talking to himself.

She was also confused.

"But anyway, you are the new owner of this sword, right?"

"Think about the guys before you, they all took what I said as birdsong, and they knew how to pray to me, annoying the ball—forget it, for the sake of your good foreign language, give me some face."

The brilliance of the countercurrent fell again.

Scholars Casimir and Professor Ursus looked at this magnificent scene and were shocked—is this the strength of the Royal Cavaliers of Casimir!

Su Qiu asked: "You, you shouldn't be a local elf of Casimir, right? How did you get into Casimir's holy sword?"

The elf recalled the past and said leisurely:

"Thanks to Dayan's little fart genworm, he is so kind, he obviously won the battle, but because I missed a monster in the team fight, he stuffed my soul into the sword and gave it away..."

It really is the guy from Yan Kingdom.

"What's the old lady's name?"

"year!"

Chapter 130 The Dirty Deal With Miss Nian

year.

What a Chinese style name.

Thanks to the fact that the previous royal knights did not know foreign languages, otherwise, how would they feel if they knew that their sword elf was a tool god sent to prison by the Yan people.

"How do you feel? Look at your sword, the craftsmanship of Victoria, the outsourcing of the Dulin tribe, the spirit of the God of Yan, the materials snatched from Ursus, and even the name of this sword is not their own idea of."

Nian Lehe said:

"It's more fun now, even its knight has nothing to do with Casimir!"

Neither Cassie, nor Mill.

Neither royal nor knightly.

Not even a shit ball squeezed out of a Casimir goat's ass is more royal than this thing.

Too bad no one will ever know.

The scholars of Casimir witnessed the twelve holy spirits descending from the sky with the supreme power, and the reappearance of the royal sword that had withdrawn from history 300 years ago. They were so moved and shocked that they couldn’t help it Kneel down to this great symbol of imperial power.

Little did they know that the Trump elf in the brilliance was cursing at them.

"How many years has it been? 500 years? 1000 years? Why hasn't this sword broken! The rest of the brothers have all packed up and left, and I'm the only one left? Just target it? Sigh... Forget it, let’s work hard.”

Nian flipped through the parchment scroll, which recorded the authentication permission required to activate the Holy Sword that the Kasimir people had left for her.

At that time, Casimir was still very particular about chivalry.

When knights have privileges, they are also given the obligation to dedicate themselves to the country and the people, not only to kill enemies bravely, eradicate rape and evil, and use the holy sword for righteousness.

They also need to be strict with themselves, and regard virtue and glory as their own beliefs.

As for the most noble royal knights, what restrains them is not only the sense of justice in their hearts.

It was the sword elf who was watching them.

At the same time, the sword elves are the judges of the holy sword. They will review and evaluate every battle of the knights, and finally allocate the same amount of resources.

"Look... this is the battle to save Kazimir, isn't it?"

"This is the battle to save Casimir's academia!"

Su Qiu said firmly: "Look, when I kill all these Ursas professors, I will be able to return Kasimir's academia to a bright world that has no rivals."

"It's not at all."

Nian continued to flip through his workbook: "You have to fight people stronger than yourself, no."

"It's a fight for honor, no."

"Don't fight for selfish desires, no."