The mont Histia Haines descended on the battlefield…
The battle was already over.
Even the ancient dragon was insignificant against the strongest demigod.
Histia was a monster with 95% bloodline purity. Her existence was almost equivalent to a true god that walked through the mortal world.
The powerful barrier that Obadiah obtained by squeezing out the elental ley lines of Leta was gone against the divine might of Order.
The entire battlefield—Obadiah, Hela and the puppet Edaline—looked at Histia in shock with a single question in their minds.
Who the f*ck are you?!
That's right!
Who the f*ck am I?!
Histia Hela was also sizing herself up. Crystallized blood vessels, voluptuous twin peaks that could not be supported with a single hand and a head of smooth golden hair...
Those were not the main points.
The main point was the endless power in her body and various divine might that she had never seen before…
All of that shocked the puppet Histia.
At that mont…
Obadiah was the first to react.
His gaze landed on Rayne.
"It's you?"
Obadiah keenly noticed the invisible connection between Rayne and Histia.
"I don't know what Olivia did to you to let you obtain this ability, but…"
Obadiah sneered. "As long as I kill you, everything will be easy, right?"
He raised his long tail that was filled with spikes. At this mont, the power of the ancient dragon appeared. Obadiah fused his sword technique into his body and a majestic sword beam shot out along with his tail!
Rayne had a calm expression.
Right then, Histia Hela realized that her body was moving involuntarily.
She raised her hand and condensed divine might, turning it into an energy carrier before slashing out instantly.
Instantly, dragon blood poured down like a storm.
The enraged shriek of the ancient dragon sounded above Histia's head.
A gigantic dragon tail smashed onto the ground and dragon blood splattered everywhere—the cut was smooth and clean.
"Obadiah, you still don't understand,"
Rayne said indifferently, "You don't understand the value of a monster with 95% of the Crystal Goddess' bloodline."
Obadiah's voice trembled in pain. "Don't think that you can trick … you can't turn a puppet into such a monster out of thin air… Your attack will definitely not happen a second ti! You're definitely…"
Rayne asked, "Is that what you think?"
Histia's body moved involuntarily once more.
"Arghhhhhhhhhh!"
Yet again, Obadiah's tragic cry sounded.
This ti round, one of his wings was sliced off.
Thereafter, Histia threw out a crystal spear and pierced Obadiah's chest!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
The dragon blood poured down once more.
Obadiah shrieked wildly because he could do nothing but scream in the face of absolute power…
The ancient dragon that was almost invincible previously was now being dismbered bit by bit by Rayne like an insect in the hands of a naughty child.
Why?!
Obadiah could not understand!
Why was he unable to defend or dodge the attack of the golden-haired demigod?!
No, that's not right…
Obadiah had a despairing guess.
If that golden-haired monster was truly as close to a true god as she displayed, what she did might not even have been to slice off his wings.
Instead, she could declare a direct severing of his wings through karma itself.
All sorts of terrifying guesses spread in Obadiah's heart, causing his heart to almost collapse!
Of course.
Obadiah, who was about to go crazy, did not notice the ntal confusion spell that was circulating in Histia's eyes either.
Obadiah felt as though he was in imnse danger.
He panicked.
He began to think of a strategy to survive.
Finally, he only had a single answer.
It was to...
"I have to use it..."
Obadiah grit his teeth and made that decision with difficulty.
"Respected ancestor, supre master, Olivia has forcefully occupied the throne of the ancient dragons. I still have a mission and I can't die until I get rid of that despicable evil dragon. Please allow to... activate your relic, master..."
Obadiah whispered in reverence.
Thereafter, he raised his head and looked at the golden tower not far away.
3,600 restrictions were dispelled with a single thought from Obadiah.
Obadiah activated that supre sacred item that even he was only worthy of kowtowing to in reverence!
The sacred item was not stored in the golden tower by Obadiah.
It was outside the tower.
Or rather, it was a part of the tower.
The gold plating on the golden tower was gradually peeled off and fine golden particles gathered together, slowly forming the shape of a sword.
At the sa ti, an unusually ancient and powerful divinity descended.
Histia's silver-white crystals seed to have t its nesis and dissipated rapidly around the golden sword.
This was a relic of a supre being that could even suppress the authority of the Goddess of Order.
That was the final work of the great creator that the ancient dragons served before his demise.
It contained the deep will and endless wisdom of the great creator.
Obadiah's heart was filled with endless reverence and admiration.
In his most desperate situation, as though he was praying, he chanted the divine and mysterious true na given to it by the great creator.
"New One-handed Sword 01!"
Obadiah shouted its great true na repeatedly. The golden sword responded to his call and shone brightly, forcing back the silver-white crystals.
However, there was no way Obadiah who was forced into a corner would have expected that…
All of this was Rayne's sche.
When Obadiah removed the restrictions of the golden sacred item personally in front of his enemies due to the chaos and fear in his heart...
Rayne's goal was accomplished!
Now was the ti!
Seeing that the golden sword was about to take shape, Rayne used the trump card that he had long prepared.
"Lilia, attack!"
The space was torn apart and the third puppet that had been hiding finally made the most fatal move at this critical juncture.
"Hand it over!"
The mont the golden sword absorbed the last speck of golden sand and was finally ford, Lilia Hela suddenly appeared and pulled the golden sword into the dinsional rift.
Thereafter, a dinsional rift opened beside Rayne.
"Your Highness, here."
Lilia handed the golden sword to Rayne.
At that mont, the light of the golden sword had already dimd and the extrely special divinity lted.
It was clear.
The naless golden sword did not acknowledge Rayne and Lilia as its masters.
That was because in this world, the only ones who could use the sword were the ancient dragons who served the noble race.
Yes, that was the case in theory...
Rayne caressed the naless golden sword fondly.
Very good.
Thea Constance's exclusive weapon was now obtained.
Unlike Rayne who was satisfied…
At the side, Obadiah's defense was completely broken.
He could only watch helplessly as the final relic of the great creator was snatched away.
Obadiah, who was still impassioned and tearful a mont ago, was instantly dumbfounded.
He looked at Rayne foolishly.
"Rayne… Rayne… RAYNE!!!"
The enraged ancient dragon lost control in his rage and charged towards Rayne recklessly.
"Even if I kill you a thousand tis, it won't be enough!"
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