Chapter 119 The Cursed One (III)

While Lasha and Yuriya were in crisis, Ulysses also encountered quite bad situations.

Everything went smoothly at the beginning. After he was concentrating, the cross-sacred sword representing the power of miracles responded to his call and built a complete sword body in his mind. The words on the sword were more complete and complex than before.

But just after Lasha began to officially fight with the Deep Blood Queen, the situation happened.

The ancient holy sword that gradually became clear in his mind, the divine text on the ancient sword suddenly appeared twisted. These inscriptions that can be traced back to the origin of the Supreme Divine Cult and symbolize the ancient holy words are being influenced by some force and turned into other words.

The Cross Sacred Sword - an ancient legacy that legend has existed before the birth of the Supreme God Church, represents faith, firmness, protection, and judgment. The sacred sword that only those who hold faith are qualified to use. It is one of the origins of all Cross-type treasures so far, with countless mysteries, but at this moment this sword has been invaded.

What invaded it was not other power, but the coldness remaining in Ulysses's body. This coldness that was lingering as if it had penetrated deep into the deepest part of Ulysses' body exploded again in Ulysses' body after being temporarily suppressed for a while.

This time, Ulysses had no one around him, and the angels who had been guarding him entered a deep sleep. Lasha and Yuliya were facing the attack of the enemy. He was the only one who accepted the cold invasion, and the Cross Sacred Sword, which gradually formed in his mind, became the first victim.

The Cross Holy Sword, which can almost be regarded as one of the oldest holy swords of mankind, had no power to fight back in the face of this invasion of power, and could not even have a slight resistance. The inscription on the sword was eroded by half.

This is the text that represents the oldest holy word, the sacred inscriptions representing "faith" and "judgment". In a sense, it is the language of God and has great suppression on any curse. It is not even an exaggeration to say that this sword is completely immune to the curse.

However, the coldness in Ulysses's body could not even resist the ancient holy sword. When the coldness flowed through the sacred sword, the words on the sword were instantly distorted.

The power of faith that represents the sword itself cannot match the coming cold. If this coldness is a curse, then this curse has surpassed any one that the world can imagine. Even the strongest dark treasure in the legend cannot erode the cross holy sword representing "faith" in such a quick time.

This is even more serious than the destruction of the Cross Sacred Sword itself. In fact, the Cross Sacred Sword held by Ulysses is not complete in itself and is far from reaching the level of the treasure, just like the budding sword that Yuliya had just grown up.

They represent paths, choices, and seeds of infinite potential. The extent to which they will grow in the future depends entirely on the path they take. At this stage, their current external form is completely possible to be destroyed.

However, the cold that emerged from Ulysses' body was not the form of the Cross Sacred Sword, but its origin. This means that this coldness was enough to completely annihilate the Cross Sacred Sword representing "faith" and "judgment", leaving no trace behind.

There is no doubt that this coldness remaining in Ulysses' body is far superior to the Cross Sacred Sword in its level, and is even enough to wipe out the terrifying power of the Cross Sacred Sword in an instant.

However, Ulysses obviously had no idea about these things, and he only felt the cold, endless cold.

There was no such pain as the spirit that was straightened at the beginning, and it was tense to the point where it was about to be broken anytime and anywhere. The only thing that drowned his body and soul was cold and infinite cold. In this endless coldness, he could hardly even think.

Time seemed to pause unlimitedly. Ulysses could no longer feel everything around him. His eyes could not see anything, his ears could not hear any sound, and he could not even confirm whether he was still breathing.

Alive or dead? Stagnant in the eternal coldness, Ulysses asked himself this way. He had the worst plan for the coldness that eroded his body, but he didn't expect it to happen again so soon.

It turns out that he is about to return to the arms of the Supreme God? Ulysses, surrounded by cold and eroded, almost had this enlightenment.

Then he heard the song again, the song that seemed to praise the gods. In this endless coldness, this was the only sound that could be heard.

All things stand up to welcome your arrival.

Praise you, the only light, you will rise to the top of the sky of this world.

You rise and shine, and take away the earth and the darkness.

You are the king of the gods and the lord of all things.

Everything comes because of you and becomes divine because of you.

From your wings, the colors of the sky and the seaside are flashed.

The holy temple is glorified by your name, and you will become a legend in the legend.

We come from you, and are holy because of you, and you will put your crown on the clouds and be crowned king.

You are the source of all life, time rolls up dust under your feet, and you will never change. You have crossed the river of time, and you have surpassed time.

Praise you, my Lord, your life will wake up from your sleep. After thousands of years, you will still be immortal and come back to this world.

However, this time, besides this song praising the ancient gods, there is another sound, which is equally ancient, but gives people a kind of quietness that forgets everything, as if guiding oneself into a long sleep.

Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth, soul mate soul, I will no longer exist, please remember, my dream.

Before I was born, I had died, and with my heart, I went to the direction where the crying sound came, and I never returned.

It is not as sacred and praising as the previous hymn, and the sound behind it seems to be telling a story, a simple and slightly sad story.

But that story made Ulysses feel more intimate and closer to himself.

Just as Ulysses slowly felt that he would be overwhelmed by the coldness and disappeared in an unknown corner of the world. He heard the voice from the real world, the voice of the familiar girl, the wailing sound of the two most important people to him.

He woke up, but he didn't.

He saw the starry sky, the sun closed by the dragon vein forbidden law, the last glory of the city, and the huge darkness that awakens under the city.

He stood up and walked to the battlefield.
Chapter completed!