Chapter 82 A brand new holy sword, the first generation of holy sword users?

The sudden burst of light illuminated the entire Juwang Academy. Even Reiser, who had his back to Xi Xiangyu, turned around at the last moment.

Light, light, light…

All he could see was light, light that was more deadly to demons than poison, and the purity of this light was something Reiser had never experienced in his life, pure without a trace of impurities.

He had seen fallen angels, angels, and human holy sword users, and more than once. However, there was one thing Reiser was sure of:

The "light" contained in this beam of light was a thousand times, ten thousand times purer than the "light" used by the fallen angels, angels, and holy sword users he had encountered before…

×The death that was so rich that it could not be dissolved brought about fear and despair that was so heavy that it was suffocating. The two worked together to completely destroy Reiser's idea of ​​resistance.

Is he going to die? The pure-blooded demon of the Phoenix family actually died in the ranking game, what a ridiculous way to die.

It seems that I am the stupid one. My opponent is such an oversized monster, but I still proudly show off my immortality, magic, recovery, and flames in front of him…

×I am just a fool.

The light column symbolizing death came in front of him, and Reiser's body even trembled slightly because of the light several meters away.

At this moment, Reiser had an idea, and he moved his throat and suddenly roared:

"I give up!"

Before he finished speaking, the scenery in front of Reiser changed instantly.

Bang~

Ha~ha~···

Regardless of whether there were other people around or the floor was dirty, the surviving Riser lay on his back on the floor, breathing heavily. His muscles couldn't stop trembling, and cold sweat broke out all over his body, instantly soaking his expensive suit.

Alive…I survived!

At this moment, Riser was full of gratitude.

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"Is this?? Holy Sword?"

As the current Demon King, Sirzechs looked at the several-meter-thick circular beam of light on the screen, and his expression was also shocked.

As one of the leaders of the demon clan, Sirzechs was naturally familiar with the Holy Sword of the Western Church. He even fought with the former Holy Sword Master of "Durandal" many years ago, a man who was too strong to be human.

However, even with Sirzechs's experience of surviving the Underworld Reform War, he had never heard of a holy sword that could fire a light cannon of this scale, not to mention…

"This scale has reached the power of the Demon King level, right? However, that human is at most a high-level demon, and it seems that he still has some strength left after launching this attack. This combat capability that can cross two levels…"

Although it was a worried speech, Beelzebub heard a little relief and satisfaction from Sirzechs' tone.

Beelzebub, who knew the reason well, glanced at the smile on Sirzechs's lips and teased:

"Old Gremory should be very pleased to have such a son-in-law, but I don't know how many descendants this human can leave for the Gremory family before he dies."

Although Saigo Yu is not Rias's family, since he is willing to participate in this ranking game for Rias and fight with Ressel Phoenix, no matter what he thinks, in the eyes of everyone in the underworld, this is abnormal. It is a battle for the right to marry "Rias Gremory"–

The loser will lose everything, and the winner will marry Rias Gremory.

As for whether the winner will marry into the family or marry a wife…

That is a problem between the winner and the Gremory family.

"No, how could that be? This matter still needs the consent of that human. If he refuses, there is nothing we can do."

Sitting on the seat to the right of Beelzebub, Sirzechs chuckled and responded.

Beelzebub glanced at him and said with contempt:

"Just keep showing off."

"Haha…"

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"Is this… the holy sword of the church?"

Shinra Tsubaki looked at the gorgeous long sword in Saigo Yu's hand on the screen, with some doubt in her tone.

"No, according to my understanding, the Western Church does not have a holy sword of this appearance." Beside Shinra Tsubaki, Chitori Sona adjusted his black-framed glasses on his nose and lightly denied his queen's guess, "Although I cannot rule out the possibility that I don't know enough, I don't think they would hide such a powerful holy sword."

"That means…" Hearing Chitori Sona's analysis, Shinra Tsubaki couldn't help but widen her eyes and exclaimed softly at Saigo Yu on the screen: "A brand new holy sword and the first generation of holy sword users?"

"There is this possibility."

Looking at the male figure on the screen surrounded by some residual light particles, Chitori Sona felt a little anxious:

No matter what Saigo Yu's identity was before, as long as the "brand new holy sword" was exposed, the church would definitely spare no effort to recruit Saigo Yu.

As a result, since she was already one step behind Rias, the possibility of her taking Saigo Yu as her follower was naturally slimmer.

What should I do… Chito Sona's eyes gradually lost focus.

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Beep–

A referee's whistle sounded like the end of a game, spreading to every corner of the entire Kuou Academy (different space).

The intermittent whistle lasted for about five seconds, and Gurefia's calm voice announced the result of the game–

"Riser Phoenix surrenders, and the winner of this ranking game is Rias Gremory."

Hearing Gurefia's announcement, Saigo Yu quickly retracted the Sword of Promised Victory in his hand and put it back into the system.The unified space, a trace of fear flashed through his heart.

With his current magic power, even if he is not as good as Himejima Akeno and Rias, he is not much behind. However, just a few seconds of magic extraction almost drained the magic power in his body!

Feeling the remaining magic power in his body, Xi Xiangyu estimated and came to a conclusion: this light cannon absorbed almost 80% of his magic power.

Even so, when he fired the light cannon of the "Sword of Promised Victory" before, Xi Xiangyu still had a feeling of "not doing his best", but the target was not him, but the sword in his hand…

Is this thing so powerful?

Xi Xiangyu was secretly puzzled.