Elemental Light Mage

Chapter 552 The Copied Holy Sword

"Isn't it possible?"

Scott stared at the golden sword in Letts's arms with trembling pupils.

His holy sword magic was copied.

"This is the Holy Sword..."

Letts held high the holy sword that should have belonged to Scott. It seemed that he, who had been enduring hardships in Kilgore College, had finally seen the light of day.

Sean slowly landed beside the others and glanced at the holy sword in his heir's hand. He said calmly, "It's not much different from the holy sword I know."

Scott glared at the grandfather and grandson fiercely. He couldn't believe that his holy sword magic would be plundered.

"Don't look at others like that, young Holy Swordsman."

Her companion, Torena, rebuked them, "How can you use the holy sword magic that enforces justice and maintains order to commit evil?"

"To administer justice and maintain order?"

Sean repeated in disbelief, "It seems that after seven hundred years, the World Intersection has still not changed at all."

"What did you say?"

Sean put aside his hostile stance and guided him like an elder, "I remember that holy sword magic has a special attack effect on those who are greedy, angry, and ignorant."

"so what?"

"So far, who are the people you have seen who have reached the limit of holy sword magic special attack?"

Scott fell into reminiscence after hearing this. In his memory, the only person who could be attacked by the full force of the holy sword magic was—

The night is bright.

The remaining ones who are close to the limit are basically outsiders like Su Caibai.

"It seems you've fought many people with holy sword magic, but you don't have your own opinions. I'm a little disappointed."

Scott suppressed his confusion and asked, "I don't need to listen to your nonsense, right?"

"Little boy, it's not good to be so stubborn," Sean looked down at him with pity. "It might be a good thing for you to know the truth sooner."

Torena argued, "Stop talking nonsense. The existence of Holy Sword Magic is clearly to uphold justice."

“Whose justice is being upheld, and whose justice is being upheld?”

Sean's words left Torena dumbfounded and she didn't know how to respond.

"Let me be more blunt. How many powerful individuals from the borderlands have you fought so far? Has your holy sword magic ever unleashed a strong effect on them?"

In an instant, the question buried deep in Scott's heart was unearthed.

As Sean said, it's not like he hasn't fought with some powerful people in the border areas of the world, but even though he felt that the other party was stupid, the holy sword magic could not amplify their special attack ability.

“Those in higher positions have full lives. Their beginnings are beyond the reach of those in lower positions, so their greed, anger, and ignorance are often covered by stupidity.

As for those in the lower realms, their tragic lives harbour strong desires, and they have an unusual obsession with changing their current situation. Therefore, greed, anger and delusion are usually concentrated on those outsiders who have crossed the ocean in the hope of turning their lives around.

Sean talked about the manifestations of greed, anger, and ignorance at the intersection of the world, and revealed the truth to Scott's astonished eyes.

"So-called justice is nothing more than the justice that the superiors want to maintain, and order is merely the rules set by the superiors."

There was no trace of pity in his eyes anymore, replaced by the indifference of an elder.

"A holy sword user is a monster born to hunt those of lower rank. The powerful see you as a sword, while the common people see you as a demon. In this situation, can you still say that you uphold justice?"

“No, I…!”

Scott, with a distorted expression, recalled what his father said to him before he left.

"Don't become a qualified Holy Swordsman, or you'll be the one destroyed when the truth comes."

"Could it be that father," Scott suddenly realized his father's departure, "he was expelled..."

Torena wanted to persuade her partner, but she remembered that she was also the "superior" in Sean's words, and her sobbing voice was ultimately unable to convey her comfort.

"Alright, bring that girl named Bianca back. Once we get back to World Junction, you'll have plenty of time to question your life."

Sean ordered his heir Letts to go out. He talked to Scott purely out of impulse and had no real intention of guiding him.

Before leaving, Letts deliberately waved the holy sword he had copied in front of him, and gave him a smug smile in a domineering manner.

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"Oh no, Letts is here."

Bianca used prophetic magic to learn about the enemy's movements in advance and reminded her teammates.

"Come on, come on. We've already beaten dozens of them. Are we still afraid of him alone?"

Kasong sat on a rock and didn't take it seriously. He remembered Leitz's performance in the academy and described it as a mediocre one.

An Qin showed her dead eyes and complained: "You are so crazy."

"What should we do? Should we wake up Xi Yeming?"

Bianca lowered her eyes to look at Xi Yeming who was sleeping soundly with his head resting on her legs. She pulled him to her thighs to use as a pillow after Xi Yeming fell asleep.

Xi Yeming has been fighting since his first battle with Sean. Being already weak, he would eventually fall into exhaustion.

In order to repay her gratitude and take care of him, Bianca specially put her lap pillow on him after he fell asleep.

"As expected of the heir chosen by the two Sacred Wills..."

Bianca knew that Xi Yeming adhered to the theory of using the weak to defeat the strong. It was precisely because they were weak that they were more willing to give everything to fight. Both the battle and the tactics had to be almost perfect, so that they could defeat the strong.

Kasong automatically skipped over the fact that Xi Yeming was resting his head on the beautiful woman's lap. "Let him sleep a little longer. He can't be exploited to death if he plays the whole game."

"Then who will deal with Letts?" Anqin asked the most concerning question.

Kasong stood up silently and brushed off the dust on his clothes.

"Are you going?"

"Who else will go?"

Xi Yeming needs to rest, Bianca has no ability to fight, and only Kasong and Anqin are left.

In fact, Anqin is more suitable to deal with Letts, because her innate magic is not to be feared, and the enhanced magic that she is good at is universal magic that cannot be copied.

But since Kasong volunteered to step forward, Anqin naturally had nothing to say.

"I hope you're okay."

Anqin clasped his hands together and prayed to Kasong.

"Stop cursing me, okay?"

Kasong took out his wand and walked towards the tunnel, waiting for Letts to visit.

An Qin was still worried, "Is Kasong okay?"

Bianca said uncertainly, "If it's a battle between necromancy and undeath magic, I'm sure Kazon-san will win."

There are too many unknown variables on the battlefield, and no one can predict what the outcome will be, but according to their guesswork, Kasong has a great chance of winning.

If nothing else happens...