Chapter 4153
The First Heir
It was too close. Everyone felt that Fiona could not stop the special art this time. With such a short
distance, even resistance seemed futile.
In the sky, Fiona suddenly smiled and relaxed.
âGreenpeak Sword Formation, Ice Fire Sword!â Fiona roared.
At his command, energy exploded from his body. The energy triggered the elements of ice and fire in
the surroundings, activated the laws, and gradually formed a sword of ice and fire.
As soon as the sword appeared, other elemental forces in the surroundings were repelled by the sword
formation, making it difficult for the laws to integrate.
âNo matter how difficult it is to integrate the laws of light with other laws, theyâre not opposing laws,
after all. But ice and fire are two completely opposite laws! So what if youâre a genius? Iâm still stronger
than you!â
Fiona made this statement in a calm and firm voice. Everyone trembled and focused their attention on
Steven.
Fiona seemed to be glowing brightly, making it difficult to look at him, but everyone still wanted to do
so.
The talents behind Verdant fell silent and looked at Fiona differently.
Seeing this, Portia was silent.
Indeed, the integration between the laws of light and metal was less difficult than the laws of ice and
fire.
The fact that Fiona could integrate these two laws into one was more impressive than what she did.
At this time, the sword energy in the sky attacked the clouds. Under the double impact of ice and fire,
the clouds were instantly dispersed, but the sword light only dimmed a little.
When ice and fire reached a level of harmony, the combined power would be unimaginable!
Not to mention that Fionaâs laws of fire were made of Agni fire, an extremely fierce law of fire that was
gentle on the outside but strong on the inside!
The clouds in the sky faded silently, leaving only streaks of white, while Fionaâs sword still rushed
toward Portia.
Seeing this scene, Portia sighed with a hint of regret in her eyes.
She said, âItâs a pity⦠Youâre indeed a talent, and youâre even stronger than me, but some things canât
be decided on talent alone. An undeveloped talent canât be considered a talent.â
Portia shook her head, and the laws of light reappeared around her. Her demeanor changed again, and
her eyes were full of coldness.
She mumbled, âHoliness is merciless, and the wise is fearlessâ¦â
âHoly art, holy light!â
Following Portiaâs voice, an image slowly appeared in front of everyone in the sky. It was an old man
with kind eyes and a smile on his mouth.
Everyone felt a warm feeling when they saw him.
This special art was full of light elements, which filled everyone with hope and longing.
The next moment, everyone heard a voice from that figure.
âMay the holy light shine on this land!â
Boom!
With that said, a scepter appeared in the figureâs hand. A bright orb on the scepter glowed brilliantly.
The light was blinding yet gentle, warm yet cold.