"My strongest blow?"
Prince Lexie was enveloped in a dazzling holy light, at that moment, he seemed brighter than the sun in the sky.
"Yes." Mr. Ji closed his only eye, as if he could no longer bear the gaze of his opponent.
But he remained solemn, his back straight, his hands even waving the Magic Staff, as if preparing a spell.
"Good." Prince Lexie agreed to Mr. Ji's final request, "You are worthy of this blow."
As soon as his words fell, Prince Lexie's eyes turned into a deep gold, complex golden patterns crawled all over his face, as if putting on a golden mask.
The Knight Sword stood vertically in front of him, the tip of the sword suddenly erupted into a whirlpool of holy light.
In an instant, numerous golden threads converged rapidly at the whirlpool, as if something terrifying was surging out from within.
"This sword, called 'Judgment'!"
Prince Lexie spoke, his voice devoid of any human emotion, indifferent as if he was a deity of destruction.
