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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Four Desperate Fantasy, Endless Darkness

As the true veteran of the Knights of the Silver Hands, Tyrio Fordine's own strength and experience made him understand how important the sword of Light "Ashes Messenger" plays in this dangerous situation today. Therefore, even though what Alexandros said is not true, Tyrio Fordine is not concerned about so much. No matter what Alexandros Moglani said, he was also a high-level lord of the Knights of the Silver Hands. After the split of the Knights of the Silver Hands, he even attracted a large number of members of the Silver Hands to form a bloody crusade.

Wanbu, even if Alexandros has some private plans, since he can be accommodated by the Temple of Heroes and since he can command tens of thousands of heroic souls in the Temple of Heroes, it means that even if Alexandros has private plans, it has little to do with the current dangerous situation. This is the trust of Tyrio Fordine in the Knights of the Silver Hand and the Temple of Heroes, which has been researched for decades of final research results of many geniuses in the Alliance, which made Mr. Fordine not doubt Alexandros at all, and walked into the Cathedral of the Holy Light and Vow!

When Mr. Fording walked into the Cathedral of the Holy Light and Vows, he saw the grand and spacious hall inside. Mr. Fording had extensive knowledge and experience, he couldn't help but pause his steps. Obviously, the walls around this exquisite and gorgeous hall, the high dome, and the ground covered with thick carpets, were dense runes like spider webs, and the huge magic circle on the ground. There was a person lying motionlessly. His exposed skin, his hands, head and neck, showed a blood-free pale, and in this person's hand, his sword, a sword that was famous all over the world!

This sword inserted on the ground is the "Ash Messenger" of the Holy Sword of Light that Tirio Fordine is very familiar with!

However, now this sword cannot be called the Holy Sword of Light, because it appears as dark as the night. It has a bloody smell and no smell that can be given the word "evil". However, this is like the endless darkness in the universe that makes everyone desperate and silent, and it is itself an ultimate evil!

"The fallen...the fallen sword of light...the fallen messenger of ashes..."

"Oh, it seems that the theory proposed by Alexandros was really verified by him!"

"Light cannot exist alone from darkness... Hehe... Since light cannot exist alone from darkness, then, on the other hand, darkness cannot exist alone from light!"

Tyrio Fording, a powerful man who is already at the peak of the legend and is only one step away from the divine realm, will naturally not deify the power of the Holy Light and regard darkness and evil as his mortal enemies like ordinary paladins with shallow knowledge. For Mr. Fording, no longer cares about the appearance. For those who point directly to the origin, the power of the Holy Light is the purest light of his own soul. This is why Mr. Fording can drink and talk to the orc Itrig and become a friend of life and death. After being deprived of the power of the Holy Light by Uther, the messenger of light, he can recall it himself.

The power of holy light, such a perverted thing, is enough to show how deeply this old man Fredding knows about the power of holy light. Most paladins think that the power of holy light is related to faith, and a few paladins think that it is related to spiritual will. However, like Mr. Fredding, who thinks that the power of holy light is the light of the mind is unique. This is why Uther, the messenger of light, personally presided over the deprivation of the power of holy light, but Tirio Fredding can still find it himself----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After pausing at Tyrio Fording's feet, he strode over. He ignored the rune magic circles that were extremely complicated and dizzy when he looked at them, and walked straight to the "Fallen Ash Messenger". He hung the silver warhammer behind him again. Then, he stretched out his big hand, grabbed the fallen sword of light, and slowly pulled it out of the ground!

After Tyrio Fording held the fallen sword of light with his own hands, the strongest paladin of the world finally felt the pressure. Mr. Fording had not seen the fallen things before. Even in the past years, Mr. Fording himself had dealt with many of them himself, either destroying them or breaking them from bent to straightening them again. However, he had never encountered anything like this fallen sword of light...

Despair, despair without any hope.

Withered and silent, like death.

Darkness is like the universe and the universe is endless.

Tirio Fording did not feel any other illusion, but such a dark void that was empty and without even a grain of dust made Mr. Fording feel shocked. Such illusion is definitely not something that anyone can bear. It is conceivable that if he cannot reach the level of Mr. Fording, he is afraid that staying in this illusion for even a second will make people feel broken!

Tyrio Fording took a deep breath, and the vast pure white holy light in his body immediately rushed into the fallen Holy Sword of Light along his arm...

In an instant, a little crystal white light appeared in the dark illusion that was enough to make people's minds collapse. Then, the white light expanded rapidly, and at the same time it was emitting pure white holy light. However, the endless dark void that was enough to make most of them feel desperate did not move at all, and it did not even swallow the pure white holy light. It was still silent like death. However, this silence seemed terrible, because no matter how the white light expanded, how the pure white holy light illuminated the darkness, it was just a drop in the ocean to the entire endless dark void. Just like in the entire universe, even if there were infinite stars emitting light and heat, the entire universe was still so dark.

Stalemate!

Although Tyrio Fording knew that it was difficult to purify the fallen sword of light with such a terrible illusion, when he really started to purify it, he realized that it was not very difficult, but rather difficult!

How big is the universe?

How wide is the void?

No one knows.

But Tyrio Fording wants to completely purify this dark void, and the difficulty can be imagined!

Even if this dark void is just a fragment, not a complete universe!

More importantly, at the hotel in Nanhai Town, Alexandros was anxious to take action by several powerful senior executives of the Silver Hand Knights, and then transformed the Shadow Void fragments into sacred crystals. Now, when the sacred crystal that has become the Holy Sword of Light falls back to the source substance, he wants to purify it and transform it back to the sacred crystal, the power of the Holy Light is more than the original transformation. However, now only Tirio Fording takes action to inject the power of the Holy Light. Even if he no longer touches the external appearance and reaches the essence, the power of the Holy Light is extremely pure and the number is as huge as the sea. However, he alone cannot compare with the total power of the Holy Light of the senior executives of the Silver Hand Knights who attended the hotel in Nanhai Town.

However, at this time, Tyrio Fordine was already in a difficult situation. He could only mobilize his own power of holy light and pour it into this fallen Holy Sword of Light. Fortunately, it is inside the Holy Light Cathedral. Fortunately, the Temple of Heroes appears at this time. The sacred power in the entire hall is extremely strong, which can allow Tyrio Fordine to quickly replenish the consumed power of holy light. Although Mr. Fordine has already understood the essence of the power of holy light, the power of holy light will almost never dry up, but the amount of power of holy light is needed to pour the power of holy light into the fallen Holy Sword of Light is too much. Therefore, the self-replenishment of the power of holy light of Mr. Fordine can no longer keep up with the speed of consumption, so he had to ask for borrowing from the outside...

"This guy Alexandros has been hiding here. It seems that this guy is still very resentful that he has not been baptized by Lord Alonso Fao himself. However, just because of the small trap, Alexandros still underestimates me too much!"

Although Mr. Fording was in such an embarrassing situation, he still did not change his face and color. Instead, he sneered, his feet slightly shook, and pure white holy light gushed out, directly connected to the rune magic array located at the dome of the cathedral!
Chapter completed!
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