Beside her stood the Great Monarch of the Void, and as they spoke, a connection had already been established between them.
"However, this power is just right for you."
The legion was thodically changing its formation.
At this stage, no advanced weapon or technology was as effective as the most primitive physical contest.
"Even more astonishing is that sword—excellent, excellent, you have already completed it."
Leoz stood before the crowd, the blade in his hand gradually cooling. Hearing the words of [Twilight Duke], the people finally focused their attention on the blade.
"Ah." As the Curator of the [Collector], his pupils shrank, and for the first ti, his usually composed deanor showed a look of such shock: "This truly is... a miracle."
"Even a divine artifact does not possess such brilliance, I can feel the power within." Oshen grasped the trident, exclaiming in astonishnt: "Your Excellency Leoz, could this sword be the sa as before..."
"It is that Holy Sword," Charlgarnia stated confidently, "but it has long surpassed the Holy Sword."
"This is neither the craftsmanship of Starry Abyss, nor the creation of Earth, but a fusion of exquisite craftsmanship from both realms, a flawless miracle... An existence incompatible by nature, yet able to achieve harmonious fusion in your hands, the Curator calls it a miracle, no, this is beyond a miracle now."
Under Charlgarnia's solemn explanation, Leoz slowly raised the reforged Holy Sword.
"The existence of this thing has already opened up new possibilities."
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"A na, huh?"
Leoz grasped the sword hilt, lightly brushing his hand over the pure blade.
This wasn't a very ornate sword, rather it was incredibly primal.
Golden patterns, like a spine and ribs, slowly blossod on the blade, the vein-like spiral hilt connecting with the veins of his hand, continuously inputting the silver-white Ether Blood into the blade. Compared to conventional long swords, its blade seed sowhat slender, the tip becoming as sharp as a needle further forward.
The cross-shaped guard had large areas hollowed out, with a vivid blue planet slowly spiraling within.
"...Tanzimat."
Leoz turned the sword's edge towards the Void Army in front of him:
"The na of this sword is Tanzimat. In a certain language on Earth, it ans 'revolution'."
"In the history of Earthlings, there have been tis of national ruin and upheaval, but at these monts, there are always determined individuals who realize the weakness and backwardness of their nation, even if they previously regarded foreign enemies as barbarians, at this mont they stand up voluntarily to advocate for learning and reform."
"The aning of Tanzimat is to learn from the strengths of foreigners to combat them, hoping the sword bearer always remains humble and proud, forever progressing, and at the sa ti, never forgets where their humiliation and suffering stemd from."
"I seek power from advanced civilizations, not to yield to your powerful ships and sharp cannons, but to ensure that one day you can witness the greatness of our nation."
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[Tanzimat]
[Category]: Patch
[Quality]: IMBALANCE (Severely Disrupts Balance)
[Attributes]:
This patch does not provide any attribute bonuses
——Deals appropriate damage to any target;
——Attacks against [society] type targets accumulate to a certain extent, sufficient to be deadly;
——Adapts and evolves a posture strategy according to the environnt.
[Introduction]:
"Now, all problems are finally resolved."
Blade Length: Infinitely small—infinitely large
Net Weight: Infinitely small—infinitely large
Materials:
Ultra Pure Pri Soil
Ether Blood
[Equipnt Requirents]:
"Fighters who do not yield to fate, pick up this sword."
[Attached Efficacy]:
[Endless Struggle]—Tanzimat continually absorbs the host's existence proof, as long as the host has the slightest trace in the world, it can drive the host to fight in the best state.
[Self Revolution]—Tanzimat will change its form to cope with any environnt.
[Winner Takes All]—Tanzimat cannot be destroyed, in the sa battle, even if the host dies, as long as soone takes over Tanzimat's control, it will continue the host's will. If the final battle is victorious, the host fully recovers, if the final battle fails, the host's existence will be infused into Tanzimat, and the next host will acquire all the will, experience, skills, abilities, and status accumulated by Tanzimat.
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Tanzimat's Attribute Panel was fully displayed by Leoz without concealing anything, visible to everyone, even [Twilight Duke].
"Even now, do you still think there aren't enough deaths? Senator Leoz."
[Twilight Duke] slowly spoke:
"You showed this sword, are you trying to threaten ? Hinting that this sword can even kill [society], so killing would be a piece of cake—is that right?"
"If that's the case, then my instinct indeed has a slight reason to retreat, but no matter how powerful the sword is, it has to match the strength of the sword bearer."
"In any case, do you have that qualification? Even if you do, your partners and subordinates, just coming down from Border Abyss, are not without shortcomings, or are cursed, greatly weakened—even if [Player] Plyer cos to send you plugins, it's useless in the Void."
"Numbers are void, we don't care about nurical values. But we have more people, giving us an advantage, because I can freely define the standards of the void."
"In a duel, you might have so odds of winning, but in war, you are dood."
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