"I won't deny that. There's no point in wasting time bickering with each other. Let's decide this once and for all!" Cameron raised his sword and charged into battle against Lazaar, while Gilgen looked on with a slightly dazed expression, still reeling from brushing shoulders with death just now.

The Wish sword was like a dragon that had just been awoken, and it was radiating scintillating golden light.

With a thunderous roar, King Cameron swept his sword through the air with sufficient force to split mountains and part seas, releasing such a brilliant burst of golden radiance that everyone on the battlefield was led into thinking that a new sun was about to rise from the Marrod Plain.

He's been holding back this entire time! Gilgen thought to himself upon seeing this, and a chill ran down his spine as this thought occurred to him.

It could be said that this attack from King Cameron had stunned everyone on the battlefield, with the exception of one man, who remained completely unmoved. Prince Lazaar raised his Bai Ze sword, charging directly toward the incandescent radiance with unwavering resolve and boundless courage.

He cut a proud figure amid the golden light, and the aura emanating from his Bai Ze sword wasn't inferior to that of the Wish sword in the slightest, pouring forth like...