Chapter 271: Actually, I Want to Say This Was Just a Special Effect

Earth, outer space, in low Earth orbit.

The figures of Su Nian and Rama stood above space.

Aside from the planet beneath their feet, there was nothing here.

Even the planet beneath their feet looked quite close, but Rama knew that was merely how it appeared.

However, this was for the best; at least there was no need to worry about accidentally shattering the Earth with too much force.

"Let's begin just like this."

Rama observed the spatial structure here and saw that it had been imbued with an effect similar to Zeno's Paradox.

Infinitely approaching, reaching the point of positive infinitesimal, yet never truly able to reach.

It was just unclear what the cost of maintaining such a space was for Su Nian, but at least there was a cost.

Thinking of this, Rama smiled self-deprecatingly; had he already pinned his hopes on such a void-like existence?

"Although I don't know what you are being sentimental about, I will not show mercy for that reason."

Su Nian's mouth curled slightly, and he said with great amusement.

Has this already fallen into despair? Isn't this a bit too boring?

Rama opened his mouth, then let out a surprised laugh.

"Is that so? Then that would be for the best."

The Savior Divine Blade in his hand stretched and deformed, transforming into a long golden bow.

He pulled the bow body, pulled the bowstring, and said with a solemn tone.

"Be careful, this is a bow gifted to me by Shiva. Although I have lost the bow and arrows gifted to me by Dayi, with the power I am currently blessed with by the gods, even if I cannot achieve the great feat of shattering the sun, it is enough to destroy a star."

Rama paused here and said earnestly.

"Don't you dare die here."

"Starting off with your strongest attack?"

Su Nian raised an eyebrow, making no other reaction; he was still wearing the same light armor as the Old Sword.

"I would like to see if you can kill me."

Rama was silent, gazing at Su Nian, then slowly pulled the bowstring.

A black lightning bolt gradually formed and gathered on the bowstring.

High-concentration, terrifying Spell Power was constantly compressed, condensed, and accumulated destructive force on the arrow shaft.

Heroes of the Indian God System are most skilled with bows and arrows, and Rama was no exception.

Ignoring the damage to the longbow, he pulled the bowstring to its limit.

Then, Rama's fingertips released.

The golden arrow turned into a meteor, turned into light, and attacked Su Nian.

Carrying vast power, the arrow roared toward Su Nian with terrifying might and speed.

The next moment!

The arrow struck Su Nian.

And then!

It was caught by him, and with a force and speed faster and more violent than the direction it came from, it was thrown back at Rama.

"What?"

Rama widened his eyes and shouted in astonishment.

He had not expected at all that Su Nian could directly catch his strongest strike and throw it back.

He could not even face this arrow head-on or counter it.

"Divine Blade Mandala!"

Behind Rama, a massive magic circle suddenly appeared.

It was a square formation with sides about ten meters long.

The formation was divided into countless small grids by golden lines, and in each grid was a piece of weaponry gifted to Rama by the gods to crusade against the Demon King.

Hundreds of Artifacts emerged, and golden patterns spread out.

Looking at it, it was as if a golden mandala had appeared behind Rama.

The divine blades unfolded, facing the divine arrow attacking him.

Rama roared.

"Go!"

One after another, the Artifacts turned into golden lightning, pouncing toward the incoming arrow.

A dense, terrifying explosion occurred; what was visible to the naked eye was golden firelight, and what was heard by the naked ear was the dense explosions and constant booming sounds.

Boom, boom, boom—

The explosions occurred continuously, the light and heat generated even surpassing the radiance of the sun.

At this moment, if one were looking from the ground, it would be as if one could see an extra sun in the sky.

And in this evenly matched bombardment, Rama gritted his teeth; this also put no small amount of pressure on him.

In an instant, he released the Savior Divine Blade, appeared to one side, and dodged the arrow.

Because this had no meaning other than consuming his own Spell Power and the support from Mythology.

Moreover, Su Nian had not used any abilities; he had purely relied on his physical body to throw the arrow.

"Have you reacted?"

Su Nian revealed a smile, and then he raised his Star Holy Sword, aiming it at Rama.

"You made your move just now, so now it should be my turn, right?"

"Round Table Conference, begin!!"

Behind Su Nian, twelve human figures appeared.

"This is the Star Holy Sword, the glorious Holy Sword that saves the stars, forged to defeat the foreign enemies who intend to destroy the stars; it is the blade of gold capable of repelling all!"

What a powerful setting!

Rama widened his eyes in surprise, but is it your Holy Sword that is the Savior Divine Blade, or is mine the Savior Divine Blade?

For some reason, Rama always felt his Savior Divine Blade was a notch below his.

Even though his own Savior Divine Blade also bore the titles of Demon King Annihilation Blade, the Sacred Sword of the Falling Star, the Platinum Blade, the Blade of Certain Death for the Living that cleaves all things in the world, and the Apocalypse Treasure Sword capable of cleaving both heaven and earth and planets.

"And to hand over this Holy Sword, which can sever the enemies of the planet, to an individual to use as a weapon is simply too powerful; therefore, the king of the ancient kingdom united with the twelve knights under his command, set strict constraints on the Holy Sword, and implemented them."

A Word of Power from an unknown source vividly recited the legend of the Star Holy Sword.

"That is the second sheath that hides the true body of the Holy Sword, the Thirteen Restraints."

Following the chanting of the Word of Power, the blade in Su Nian's hand began to change, and a phantom appeared upon his blade.

"Only when multiple glories and missions can be achieved can the Holy Sword be liberated, and to fully liberate it, at least seven resolutions must be met; to have the Holy Sword reach its maximum processing, all restraints must be liberated simultaneously."

"Even though the king and the twelve knights are no longer on the earth, the restraints will operate forever; when the king needs to liberate the Holy Sword, the Round Table Conference will automatically begin."

Rama picked up the Savior Divine Blade, looking at Su Nian and the phantom gradually appearing behind him with a solemn gaze.

He must absolutely not be allowed to liberate the Holy Sword, otherwise there would not be a single chance of victory.

"Round Table Conference, begin!"

Accompanied by Su Nian's call, the Round Table Knights led by Lancelot began to step forward.

"Must not be an enemy to spirits, deny!"

"Must fight for survival, deny!"

"Must fight against those stronger than oneself, deny!"

"Must be a one-on-one battle, approve!"

"Must not go against the path of humanity, approve!"

"Must fight in pursuit of truth, approve!"

"Must fight against evil, deny!"

"Must not fight for selfish desires, approve!"

"Must fight for honor, approve!"

"Must fight alongside heroes, approve!"

"Must not be an enemy to the good, deny!"

"Must not be an enemy to women and children, approve!"

The twelve knights recited their own restraints one by one, and then gave their answers.

The liberation conditions reached exactly seven in the end, meeting the standard for full liberation.

Rama listened to the knights voting the whole time, counting in his heart as well; after hearing clearly that seven had passed, he widened his eyes, staring fixedly at the sword in Su Nian's hand.

At this moment, the sword had changed from its original silver-white appearance into a golden and thick blade.

Crisis, an unimaginable sense of danger enveloped Rama's heart; there was nowhere to avoid, nowhere to hide.

At this very moment, he felt as if he had been locked onto by the world, and could only quietly wait for death.

At this time, the Divine Spirit who protected him and bore the madness of the Heretic God in Rama's stead, Rama's younger brother Lakshmana, revealed his traces upon the divine blade.

The brown-skinned Lakshmana emerged from the divine blade, his upper body visible, and as he looked at Su Nian holding the Holy Sword, a trace of madness could not help but appear in his eyes.

"I am sorry, elder brother! Let me help you one last time, shall I?"

"This battle does not conform to the path of humanity."

Lakshmana shouted, then actively threw himself at Su Nian's blade, letting the blade pierce his own body.

"You have already slain me, so you cannot slay my elder brother again."

Lakshmana thought very simply: since it could only be liberated if seven restraints were undone, then wouldn't it work to just not let Su Nian liberate the Holy Sword?

For this, he was willing to sacrifice himself to destroy the fairness and humanity of this battle.

"Actually..."

"I am sorry, elder brother, your foolish younger brother can only help you this much."

Before Lakshmana's figure disappeared, he turned around one last time and said to Rama.

"Lakshmana!!"

Rama shouted in pain, somewhat unable to accept this reality.

Su Nian's mouth twitched speechlessly; was he some kind of villain? Fighting a Rama who kept throwing out bonds one after another.

They were in outer space, for crying out loud, and he could still manage to trigger bonds?

Unfortunately, this was not a hot-blooded manga; even if his brother died and the bonds were gathered, it was impossible for Rama to power up again.

"Actually, I wanted to say that this is just a special effect, and there is still one restraint that hasn't been undone."

Su Nian said as he raised the Sword of Promised Victory, aiming it at Rama.

"This is the battle to save the world! Approve!"

"Savior Divine Blade, transform into lightning and shatter all evil!"

Accompanied by Rama's chanting, intense white light combined with thunder-plasma to form a white star forty to fifty meters high.

Violent thunder crackled on the star, as if every leak was a bolt of lightning.

"Savior Divine Blade, release your power of thunder and annihilate the Demon King!"

"Thunder of salvation, destroy all obstacles and achieve the final glory!"

The pure white thunder and the torrent of starlight collided with each other.

A stalemate ensued.

It was only accompanied by Su Nian swinging the golden blade that filled his hand.

A massive golden slash, countless times larger than the white star, came crashing down.

It directly caused Rama, along with the white star he had brought forth through the Summoning of the Savior Divine Blade, to vanish into ashes.

Even the different dimension that Su Nian had temporarily created could not avoid being affected, and it shattered.

(End of this chapter)