"I admit that Otto's successor is a bit of a quick success, but have you thought about what the consequences would be if the empire were to split again? Do you want the continent to return to the situation it was in during the Great War of Nations, do you want the hell on earth to reappear on the whole continent?" Ophelas defended.

"I don't know. You know I'm not fit to be a ruler, or I wouldn't have pushed Otto to the fore in the first place. All I know is that for more than 2,000 years, under the rule of the Empire, the life of the people was not as comfortable as it seemed,—— at least far from our original ideals. There was a rare look of confusion on Bishut's face.

"Then why are you holding me back from trying, if I get that thing and reunite the Empire on the continent, I promise that all your fears now will be gone. "Ofiras is very subtle about his ambitions.

"What are you going to do, to replace Otto's descendants?" said Bischutt, smiling sarcastically.

"As you say, if it can bring stability and happiness to the people of the entire continent, why not?" asked Ophelas rhetorically.

There has always been a huge regret in the heart of the Lost Sword Saint, when the leader of the Terran Alliance was determined, he happened to be not at the scene, and when he heard the news and arrived, everything was decided. Due to the large number of strong people at that time, Ophelas did not have the strength to subdue everyone by himself, and had to accept the fact that the Terran coalition respected Otto. But Ophelas always believed that if he had been there, this authority would have fallen into his hands.

"The devil's tail is exposed, isn't it? I thought you were unconvinced by Otto, but you covered it up so well that no one else noticed. I knew I should have cut you off in the first place. Bi Xiute showed an unsurprising expression, she rolled up her sleeves like a man, and said energetically: "But it's not too late!"

With a "sigh", Ophelas finally pulled out the saber that had been ready to move, and a ray of light flowed out from the tip of the long sword, pointing at Bishut, who had already prepared: "It seems that our second thousand-day battle cannot be avoided!"

"The bright moon is beautiful! The demeanor has not diminished back then! It is worthy of being an artifact that once shattered the soul blade!" Bi Xiut looked at the brilliant long sword in Ophelas's hand and exclaimed, "I just don't know if you don't have this artifact, how much strength do you have left?"

"The sword is a man, and a man is a sword! If I haven't cultivated to the point of the unity of man and sword for so many years, then I really live to that guide dog at this age. With the artifact Bright Moon in his hand, Ophelas' entire temperament changed, and he was like an undisguised sword that was sharp enough to approach Bishut.

"So you still don't understand, even if you become one with this artifact, in the end, it still depends on the power of the artifact. Bischut sighed.

"It's just different. If you also have an artifact comparable to the splendor of the bright moon, maybe you will go further on this path than me. Offiras was secretly satirizing Bischut's pain points.

The witch has been working her own strength for so many years to become famous, and she has never had an artifact that she can handle, which is indeed inconsistent with her status.

"The Bright Moon Grace that can shatter the Soul Blade is second to none even among artifacts, and the only thing that can match it is the other chapters of the Twelve Movements of Genesis. It's your luck to have it, but it's also your misfortune. Bishutte was oblivious to Ophelas' sarcasm, and said after taking a deep look at the sword in his hand.

"You know?" Ophelas' gray pupils shrank as he heard Bischut mention the Genesis Twelve.

"It's probably no secret anymore. Bi Xiute smiled meaningfully at Ophelas, "I guess you have been unwilling to take half a step out of the imperial capital for the past two thousand years, I'm afraid it has something to do with the bright moon and beauty, right?"

"You guessed it right. I didn't expect that the first battle of Mingyue Fenghua's rebirth would meet you. Ophelas stared at the sword in his hand like a lover, and said with a look of regret: "It's a pity that the magic chapter is not in your hands, otherwise we can let the world know who is more skilled between the goddess of magic and the god of war." ”

The goddess of magic in Ophelas's mouth is not Bishut, but Mana, one of the true twelve main gods, who is in charge of magic and elements, and Ares, the god of war, who is the main god of martial arts and war. In myths and legends, the two main gods were once lovers, but later turned against each other because of differences in their understanding of power.

"Hehe, you're so naïve. Just by virtue of the bright moon and grace, you want to represent the will of the god of war?" the corners of Bi Xiute's mouth curled mockingly.

"Hmph, that's because you don't know that Mingyue Fenghua is very different from when she smashed the soul blade. Ophiras stroked the spine of the sword, and the bright moon and elegance immediately responded with a long roar of Qingyue, and the brilliance on the sword body soared into the sky, and even the morning sun lost its brilliance.

"Then let me try how amazing the grown artifact is!" Bi Xiute said with a grim face, and then stretched out his hand and swiped behind her, and the space behind her cracked open like a curtain that had been opened, revealing a vast universe that shimmered with countless stars.

"This is the universe's alien space-space magic?" Seeing Bi Xiut tear the space so easily, Ophelas exclaimed in surprise, and couldn't help but mock: "I don't know when the famous goddess of magic, Bi Xiute, also turned to believe in the god of stars? It seems that you have made a lot of efforts to break through~"

"Hmph, that's because you don't know the ultimate of elemental magic, and you will inevitably enter the realm of space magic and time magic, but these two realms happen to be in the hands of Dulken, the god of stars, and have nothing to do with faith. Bi Xiute snorted coldly, and the entire universe behind her underwent a dizzying distortion with the snort, "Opiras, do you dare to enter the other space to fight? I don't think you want the entire continent to be destroyed because of our battle, right?"

"Why don't you dare? Do you think that a mere alien space will stump me?" Ofiras swung his long sword, and a bright moon immediately appeared in the alien space behind Bishut, and the stars in the entire space were suddenly eclipsed.

"Then let's fight! Let's see how long you can hold out this time!" Bi Xiute's figure flickered, and he disappeared in the outer space of the universe.

Ophelas's figure flickered, holding the artifact Mingyue Fenghua to the place where Bishut disappeared, and glanced at the bright moon in the universe with a solemn face, and the long sword in his hand was a little farther away towards the bright moon, and a beam of light immediately shot out from the bright moon, enveloping his body.

Ophelas nodded in satisfaction and stepped into the cosmic space under the shroud of moonlight.

After the Lost Sword Master stepped into the different space, the entrance to the different space suddenly closed, as if a stage curtain was slowly falling......