Eternal's Angel (II)

Under the lifeless glaze of Eternal's Angel, the giant's blade of light melted away before the divine power of Heaven and Earth. The God of Sun and Moon's light rushed as straight as a ramrod down to the ground. A figure was rising in the light.

There was no dirt on the sacred armor. He was holding a Sword of King with his right hand. In his left hand, high up above his head, a shining nine-colors glow shield shone brightly. As he absorbed a frantic amount of the light of the sun and moon, his body turned to a mixture of shiny white and gold.

"Nine colors? The Imperial Weapon?" the Sacred Dragon and Easton's King both spoke almost simultaneously. They looked at each other, and they saw fear and shock in each other's hearts.

The Sacred Dragon was even more scared than Easton's King. If it was used against himself, with just one hit from this Imperial Weapon, he might already be killed.