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Although the vision does not prove that the girl is the chosen one of the divine sword, it at least means that the identity of the girl and other sword-drawers are not the same.
Some people have always been superior.
"Did you hear that, sister?"
Xina stopped one meter away and stopped.
"Yes, sister, I heard a familiar call."
Nodding, Misha also stopped, hesitated, and said.
"It's like... a mother's voice..."
"Sister, do you believe this is a gift from mother to us?"
Seeing the weird smile on her sister's face, Misha shook her head.
"I don't know...it's just that if this is a gift from our mother, I don't think it should be like this."
Although her memory of her mother is blurry, Misha is willing to believe that her mother is a very gentle person.
How can a gentle person forcefully use his tenderness to destroy other people's feelings?
Xina nodded noncommittally and whispered.
"Brother Lester told me that no matter what the sword tells me, I can't believe it, because the owner of this sword, the so-called god, broke up our family and forcibly separated our parents. He even said,
The mother who enslaved us..."
"Wait, Lester talked to us differently?"
"It's different. Brother Lester told me that sister, you are the real master of the divine sword and the ultimate goal that the gods want to control. In order to make you believe this, brother Lester specifically told me to let me
I’ll tell you before I touch the divine sword, otherwise you won’t believe what evil and despicable thing we are about to get.”
Holding her sister's hand, Xina's face turned serious.
"Are you ready, my sister? Get His power, and then reject everything from Him!"
After hesitation, Misha nodded.
Taking a deep breath, the two of them grasped the hilt of the sword at the same time. chapter
