Chapter 748 Use my holy sword! Achieve your dreams!

"Ah!" Weiss was almost scared to death by Senal who appeared behind him. After all, no one suddenly appeared behind the Dark Forest, he would be frightened.

"You..." Weiss was speechless.

"It's easy to find you! Have you forgotten the mark I left on you?" Sennar, who had a somewhat illusory figure, pointed at Weis' wrist.

"Okay, long story short, I don't have much time!" Sennar frowned, the soul fire in his eyes flashed a few times, and the flames on his body became more and more vigorous.

"You are..." Weis then discovered that the flames lit by Sennar were soul fire, which was obviously the way to start the sacrificial skill.

"It's okay, I shouldn't live on this land, who should have been buried in the dust of history!" Sennar shook his head with a sigh.

"I have done too many wrong things in my life..."

"The Lord of the Rings bewitched my mind and made me fall!"

"I missed too much and did too much wrong!" Sennar said sadly.

"It's okay, you already know you're wrong and repent. No one can impose the responsibility on you." Weiss looked at Sennar and said. No one can impose the responsibility of being fallen by the Ring on them before. After all, they are also victims. The real culprit is Sauron, not these Ring Spirits that are like tools.

"It's too late! My hands are covered with the blood of innocent people... The Holy Sword guards the unarmed people, but I point him at the civilians... I am guilty, I have always been a sinner!" Senal shook his head with a wry smile.

"If I had died in the battlefield in the first place... maybe it would be the best ending!" Senal showed a reminiscence.

"What can I do for you? Senior?" Weiss was silent. He knew that the ending of sacrifice was to start, and the only thing he could do was to help this destined soul fulfill his wish.

"No, it's not what you can do for me, but what I can do for you, child!" Sennar walked to Weiss and knelt on one knee and looked up at Weiss with a smile.

"You are the most talented Dunedan I have ever seen when I wake up! I see infinite possibilities in you, so I decided to protect you, hoping that you will become a seed to dispel darkness. Unfortunately, you have seen what I am now, I am afraid I can't protect you..." Senal stared at the helpless Vis.

"I..." Weiss wanted to wave his hand and tell Sernal that he was not that material. After all, this hope was too heavy and he couldn't breathe.

"Don't worry, the body will die one day, but the spirit can be passed on forever!" Sernal encouraged.

"Now you have tickets to the top of this world, all you need is accumulation! When you have the power of self-protection, the ring spirit will never become your nightmare again!" Sennar stood up, his voice as warm as water.

"You..." Weiss' eyes were a little wet. He looked at the tall Senal in front of him with sobs. At this moment, Senal was no longer as scary and gloomy as the ring spirit. The silver armor wrapped in the holy light and the burning soul fire made Senal look extremely holy.

"Summon your dragon!" Sennar smiled.

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"Your Majesty! The third Naz Gursenal betrayed you!" Uvasa, who covered his broken left arm, knelt in pain in front of Sauron.

"Bastard! You trash!" Sauron kicked away Uvassa who had fallen to the ground and roared. Sauron, who had accumulated strength in the dark age, could no longer condense into a perfect body like before. Now he is wearing a hideous iron thorn helmet all over his black armor, revealing a scarlet light from the gaps of his helmet.

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"Where is Khamur and Lidiglias?" Soren calmed down his betrayal and then asked slowly. As a ring spirit group acting with Sernal, Soren now doubted their loyalty.

"They were seriously injured by the human paladin! Then they encountered the back sting of Sernal. Now they retreated to the Fortress of Dorgodo to cultivate..." Uvasar said embarrassedly, just about to tell Soren that these two ring spirits were now full of tails, for fear that the Northern Alliance would notice that they came to cheer them up!

"A bunch of waste! Tell them if they can't compete with each other... then get back!" Soren could not give up his subordinates after all. Although Sernal betrayed, the others were still loyal.

"Stop stimulating the humans in the north, they..." Sorenton paused. Those humans in the north were really stinky and hard. For the sake of his accumulation of strength, he didn't care about them.

Because it will not be until the Third Age 2951 that Soren will rebuild Balatuer (Black Evil Tower). Now the True Knowledge Crystal in Soren's hand cannot take care of the entire Middle Earth. He is still half-knowing about the affairs of northern humans. So in order to seek stability, Soren took the initiative to give up the idea of ​​finding bad luck to the northern humans during this period. After all, Gondor in the south is easy to bully and rich, and he has to pick the soft persimmons. There is no reason why Soren has to bite the tough ones.

"As for your will! Your Majesty!" Uvasar said respectfully.

"Cultivate well! The damage on the soul is no better than anything else. If that attack hits your chest directly, it will be enough to tear your soul apart!" Based on the principle of big sticks and sweet dates, Soren condolences to Uvassa and informed the danger of the attack. Senal's hatred strike directly damaged Uvassa's soul body. His left arm would not have been able to grow for a while!

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"Is all this really worth it?" The figure standing on the canopy in the distance that had appeared in front of Sernal again. He stepped on the treetops and looked at Sernal in the distance, falling into deep thought and emotion.

"Try everything to be an enemy of darkness, and rely on willpower to break free from the shackles of the Lord of the Ring... You are a real hero!" The visitor looked at Sernal and murmured in a low voice, and slowly bowed to Sernal's increasingly faded body, and then his figure slowly dissipated in the air.

"Senior, do you have any other wishes?" Weiss looked at Sennar, who was gradually dimming and choked up. He understood that if Sennar wanted to leave, no one could keep him, but in order to protect himself, Sennar would rather burn himself to kill a way out for him...

"Don't cry! You are the descendant of the Dunedan people! You shoulder the hope of the mankind in the north! Arnold is destroyed! But mankind in the north cannot sink! For you, I will die without regrets!" Senal gently brushed away the tears rolling down by Vis and said calmly.

"Go on with my will, child! The darkness will eventually disappear, and the light will shine on the world again!" Sennar raised the holy sword in front of him, and the holy sword reflected the perseverance on his face.

"Use my holy sword! Achieve your dream!" Senal moaned majesticly.

The greatness of the Paladin does not need to be said, and shines on the world in the name of a holy!
Chapter completed!