"..."

Rosie, who had been quietly listening to the princess's venting cry, lost her words completely at this moment.

She just silently squeezed the holy sword in her hand, although she didn't say a word, her heart was ups and downs.

Even if it wasn't personal experience, as long as she listened to the princess's cry and her hatred that was deeper than crying, she could feel how painful this ancestor was.

Because of love begets hate, that is no longer enough to describe her.

She is painful because of love, and evil is caused by love.

Although her love is extremely heavy, it is also hard to remember.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, she had fallen to this point as a result of going to extremes, but Rosie could understand.

It is precisely because she understands love, knows love, and understands love that she knows how desperate a woman's love is to the point where it can't be realized anyway.

Forty years of hard work.

Deep love full of hatred for a thousand years.

The ancestor of this hero who lost his motherland, family, and longing for, finally ushered in such a sympathetic experience.

Rosie wouldn't comment on it.

It's not that I can't evaluate it, but I just feel that I am not qualified.

If you are not a party, you are not qualified to stand on your own ground and give pointers to other people's affairs.

That's not advice, it's just heartless mouths.

But ah...

"You should put it down, Lord Lenny."

Rosie's voice floated gently in the air.

"A thousand years, enough, please let yourself go, don't force yourself to continue walking on this absolutely road."

This is the only thing Rosie can say.

The princess obviously did not expect that in the end, Rosie actually made such a speech.

This made her face look a little distorted.

"You told me to put it down?" The princess shouted angrily: "How can it be possible to put it down!"

Yeah, how could it be possible to let it go?

It is precisely because it has been a thousand years, because she has worked hard for forty years and given so much, she can't let it go.

Otherwise, wouldn't she be in vain for her thousand and forty years?

All her efforts, as well as the pain and despair when she transformed into the [Death Spirit Body], were all in vain?

After finally getting to this point, she has stepped into a realm unimaginable by others and reached the same realm as that man. Now she actually let her go?

Can't let it go!

"If you dare to hinder me, then I will kill you."

The princess spit out such cold words, causing a lot of death to be wrapped around her body, completely covering her body.

At this moment, the princess seemed to have turned into a dark shadow, and the devil that climbed up from **** was so evil and terrifying.

Rosie could also feel that a suffocating killing intent enveloped her.

This tells Sheehan that the princess is serious.

She really planned to kill herself.

Even if he is her offspring, her heir, that's the same.

Knowing this, Rosie had no fear, but took a deep breath.

"I will let you go."

Rosie looked directly at the devil-like figure, strengthening her determination.

She knew that in this battle, her chances of winning were not great.

As previously analyzed by Sean, there is only a half-dangling power of transcendence, and the possibility that he can defeat this ancestor who has officially entered the transcendence level is probably less than one percent.

But this battle, Rosie must take over.

Not for other things, but for this ancestor, to be able to let go of oneself and get oneself free.

"It's not just the brave who is awakened as the undead."

"Entangled by death, falling into the abyss, your posture like this is also just a dead soul who is occupied by resentment and hatred."

"I will liberate you."

Rosie slowly raised the holy sword in her hand and pointed at the princess.

"As the successor of this holy sword, as the descendant of the brave man, I have this mission!"

When such a sentence fell from Rosie's mouth, an incredible scene happened.

"Om!"

I saw that the holy sword in Rosie's hand trembled suddenly, bursting out with unprecedented brilliance.

The sacred fluctuations are like tides, constantly overflowing from the holy sword.

Astonishing power, like a tsunami, continuously emerged from the holy sword, dispelling the death energy in all directions.

"this is...!?"

The princess who turned into a dark shadow like a devil screamed in shock and disbelief.

Even Rosie couldn't help but was taken aback.

At this moment, an extremely powerful force appeared from the holy sword and poured into Rosie's body.

This power, compared with the power provided by the previous holy sword, is simply a sky and a ground.

The princess lost her voice even more.

"The holy sword of transcendence and transformation? How is this possible...!?"

Yes it is.

The holy sword in Rosie's hand was transformed.

Like the holy sword of a brave who successfully broke through the limit of life and reached the transcendence level, Rosie's holy sword actually transformed itself at this moment.

And, it was just a moment, and the transformation was completed.

In other words, the holy sword in Rosie's hand, like the holy swords of those who have achieved detachment, has transformed into the crystallization of power closest to the concept of the devil and the supreme god.

Such a holy sword can even defeat the Demon King and kill the Demon King. It is a true natural enemy of the Demon King.

However, Rosie clearly hasn't been detached in the true sense, but the holy sword is transforming on its own, which is simply an incredible thing.

Rosie couldn't believe her eyes either, and then she thought of it.

"Ancestor Mithra..."

Rosie couldn't help but murmur.

The princess heard it too.

And, at the moment she heard it, the princess was struck by lightning.

She knew what Rosie meant.

"Mithra's Holy Sword... Mithra's Holy Sword...!"

That's right, that is the holy sword of the brave Mithra.

Rosie is only its successor, not its exclusive master.

The true owner of this sword is the brave Mithra, who was once hailed as the strongest brave in history, who can be at the same level as the goddess of fate, Lidas.

This kind of Mithra has long been detached, and achieved detachment, which is known as the strongest corner of the detachment level.

Of course, Mithra, who had already achieved detachment, had its holy sword undergoing genuine transformation.

His holy sword is no longer a restricted holy sword, but an enemy of the devil who has liberated his true posture and true power.

However, Mithra took himself as a living sacrifice through the ritual, leaving this holy sword in this world and being inherited by Rosie, the holy sword lost its true posture and power.

Rosie, who inherited this holy sword, had not been able to awaken its true power and restore its true posture before.

Until this moment, this moment, in order to respond to Rosie's will and resonate with Rosie's determination, the Holy Sword liberated his true posture and awakened his true power.

This is the true appearance of Mithra's treasure left to future generations, and it is the strongest sword that can protect the kingdom and order in any disaster.

Understanding this, Rosie couldn't help but smile.

"You want to liberate her too, right? Ancestor Mithra!"

Rosie clung to the holy sword that glowed with true posture and strength, and besides resolutely, there was a lot of confidence in her heart.

It was the strongest soldier in hand, and it was recognized by the ancestors, which gave rise to confidence.

"In that case, please join me."

"We will defeat the astray grandmother together."

Rosie declared to the holy sword in her hand like this.

The holy sword is like responding to Rosie’s declaration, the brilliance on it is getting brighter, and the divine fluctuations are getting stronger and stronger, causing a small, dazzling, scorching gold to light up in the lifeless world. sun.

In that scene, the princess was watching from beginning to end.

She was shaking.

She was angry.

She resented.

She was crying.

"Everything is up to now, are you still going to stop me?"

"Mithra--!"

From this scene, the princess peeped into the will of the brave who missed for a thousand years and also resented for a thousand years.

Although he has passed away, his strength and will have remained, and he has embarked on a path different from that of the princess.

He is determined to protect everything, as the help of future generations, and leave the power to open up the future for everyone.

The princess is determined to destroy everything, reset everything back to its original appearance, and become an enemy of future generations.

The two ran in opposite directions again.

Even after a lapse of thousands of years, there is still no point of intersection in his heart, his thoughts, and his will.

This drove the princess crazy.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah -!"

With this shout of hatred, the entire world of lifelessness turned into a whirlpool of riots and began to fluctuate wildly.

The resentful spirit kept appearing in the dead.

Painful wailing and roaring are endless.

"Kill you!"

"Kill you!"

"I want to kill you all!"

In the voice of the princess, there are already only amazing negative emotions left.

That is the essence of the existence of [death spirit body].

If Sean were here, he would definitely be able to see that the current princess was the same as Limjo who had been transformed into the [Death Spirit Body].

At the beginning, after Limjoo achieved [Death Spirit Body], before he was on the verge of extinction, he was also mad and mad, losing himself, leaving only pure negative emotions and negative power.

The current princess is the same.

This only shows one thing.

That is, she lost control.

Occupied by the [death spirit body] this unique existence of negative power and full of negative emotions, it became a violent ghost and god.

Mithra's holy sword showed a true posture, echoing Rosie, and that scene became the last straw that overwhelmed her inner despair.

Now she, facing Rosie, would never show mercy anymore.

However, in the face of the entire world of lifeless riots like a whirlpool and tsunami, Rosie was not afraid.

She was bathed in golden light, while raising the metamorphosis holy sword, her pair of burgundy eyes turned into noble gold.

At this moment, Rosie was just the treasure of the human race that combined the two most powerful forces in one.

The strongest demon in history.

The strongest goddess of the Protoss.

The holy sword of metamorphosis.

The power of destiny.

Rosie awakened all her strength.

"bring it on!"

Carrying such a shout, Rosie faced the dark and evil world.

The fateful showdown begins here.