A rare magical miracle in the world

Chapter 203: Chapter 132: Four Heroes (Seeking Recommendation Votes)_2

Jiera refused to believe in evil, so she tried again with all her strength to take it.

And this time, Jiera used Avalon’s Battle Saint Method, but the result was still the same, she still could not lift it.

“Could it be this heavy?”

Jiera had already used all her strength; could it be that her strength was still not enough?

“Hehe.”

The senior sister suddenly thought of an idea; she looked towards Alaya and Lu Anya, “How about you two also try this longbow?”

“…”

Alaya knew the senior sister all too well; although she was cold by nature, she would occasionally show a mischievous side in front of Alaya.

“Sure, I’ll give it a shot.”

However, Lu Anya, not understanding, stepped up.

Alaya, habitually closing her eyes, knew the outcome even without seeing it.

But watching someone else make a fool of themselves seemed quite amusing, didn’t it?

Alaya chuckled secretly: ‘Lu Anya, really cute.’

“Huh?”

Here, like Jiera, Lu Anya used Miracle Power, even harnessing the Tree Elf’s Budding Power.

But still, she could not lift the Belated Arrow even a tiny bit.

You should know, the Tree Elf’s Budding Power is like green energy branches sprouting from the body, containing the force capable of pushing through the earth when plants sprout.

“Feiya~~”

Alaya knew her senior sister was enjoying the spectacle; the senior sister’s face flushed red, and she quickly said, “It’s not meant to be taken like this.”

“You should do this.”

The senior sister stepped forward and tore off the black-on-white paper wrapping the Belated Arrow.

“Whirr~~”

Two meters of Godweave Cloth fluttered away from the longbow.

Subsequently, as if sensing something, the Belated Arrow floated in midair and then ‘thunked’ into the ground before Jiera.

“Whoosh whoosh!”

Black talismans drifted from the white cloth, landing on Jiera’s suit of glowing moonlight armor.

The white cloth was the ‘seal’ of the Belated Arrow; it held very strong sealing power.

“This is…”

Jiera, touching the ‘Godweave Cloth’ that had become her hair accessory, had a multitude of information flood her mind.

She knew this was the method to use the Belated Arrow, the formidable power of Avalon’s Heroic Treasure.

“So powerful.”

Jiera could not even begin to imagine the full force of the Belated Arrow, but even just one percent of it was enough to be of great use to her.

“Finally…”

The senior sister was pleased that the three had obtained treasures to their liking; she looked towards Nors, with only one person left.

“The Dragon Crown Vermilion Halberd has the greatest power among the four weapons but is also the most dangerous.”

Generally, such a fierce weapon comes with considerable side effects, unlike the other three weapons, which are more agreeable.

“I like it.”

Yet, Nors declared his intention to give it a try.

“Good luck.”

The senior sister silently cheered for Nors while also preparing for a rescue.

Should Nors be engulfed by the dragon’s breath of the Dragon Crown Vermilion Halberd, she would immediately intervene to disperse it and then suppress the weapon.

Senior Sister might have been poor at expressing her feelings, but her love for her brothers and sisters was pure.

“Don’t worry, boss lady.”

In the eyes of Nors and the others, Senior Sister was like a guardian goddess. He said earnestly, “I am the eldest brother of the Yatun Clan. I won’t embarrass you.”

Having said that, Nors reached out decisively and grabbed the shaft of the Dragon Crown Vermilion Halberd.

“Boom!!”

However, in the next moment, an endless torrent of dragon breath surged toward Nors like a tsunami.

“Argh!”

Nors felt a sudden, excruciating pain in his arm. He saw his wrist split open, the flesh burst forth, and in just an instant, it was like charred wood, covered in blood-red cracks.

At the same time, a golden Saintly Aura continually flowed to the wound, beginning to repair it.

But this continuous destruction and injury brought Nors even more terrifying pain.

“Nors!!”

“Little brother Nors!”

Alaya’s face was full of worry, and Senior Sister was ready to intervene immediately.

“Wait!”

“Just wait!”

Nors, enduring unimaginable pain, stopped his two sisters’ actions, “I haven’t failed yet. Not yet!”

He was no longer the boy they once knew.

‘I am of the Yatun Clan!’

‘Yatun’s men…’

Nors gritted his teeth with red eyes,

“How could I possibly fail to lift a weapon!”

“Rumble!!”

Nors extended his other hand and then pushed upwards with all his might.

“Crack, crack, crack…”

The Dragon Crown Vermilion Halberd, previously stuck in the magma, finally began to loosen.

“Roar!”

Suddenly, a thundering dragon roar came from Nors, “Rise for me!!!”

“Bang!”

“Heave…heave…”

The magma throne shattered with a crash, and Nors placed the long halberd next to him, gasping for breath, his entire arm covered by magma.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss.”

The scalding lava dripped but did not harm Nors anymore. Instead, it turned into flames that wrapped around him.

At that moment, Nors seemed like the incarnation of a fire god, transformed from a red dragon into a man.

“Such powerful strength.”

Nors lifted his head, his eyes open, and his human pupils were replaced by beastly ones, filled with ferocity and madness: “So this is, The Hero’s Domain…”

“Phew.”

Nors closed his eyes, and all the dragon breath, magma, and flames were retracted back into the Dragon Crown Vermilion Halberd.

“You’ve gained control?”

Senior Sister was surprised but also very pleased. She quickly shared the good news with Bailuo.

“Nicely done!”

Through Senior Sister’s eyes, Bailuo saw Nors and clapped his hands with force, “Truly worthy of being my little brother. Well done!”

Nors’s Dragon Crown Vermilion Halberd, Jiera’s Belated Arrow, Alaya’s Eastern Truth Cross Sword, and Lu Anya’s Dew Drinking Floral Ring, the four Heroic Treasures.

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