The Sword Saint of Daqin is in the Shape of the Moon Daqin

"I said... I will, come in person."

Skaha? Skadi did not respond.

She just sat down and tightly held the scepter in her hand.

The face under the long purple hair was full of solemnity, and those dark purple eyes were full of...surprise, fear, and calm after anger.

Su Nie never regarded her as an opponent.

After knowing this,

The goddess, of course, felt anger.

She is also a god, and gods have always regarded themselves as very high.

Although the current situation has exceeded her expectations, the World Tree is shaking, and the regional blessing of Northern Europe has been broken, but...

"I didn't, and neither did you."

Open your mouth like this.

She did lose the geographical blessing, but so did Su Nie.

and so……

"As long as you are dealt with, that dragon is nothing to be afraid of!"

"You are very strong, but you are still too young to reveal your hidden cards."

Skaha? Skadi regained her composure, she stood up slowly, her white dress fell silently, her plump and exquisite body, at this moment, seemed to be slightly taut, full of tight power sense.

Intangible elements also boiled around in an instant.

The queen of the land of shadows, Scatha.

Norse mythology, the goddess of winter, Skadi.

As the fusion of the two, it is like a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts.

"really."

As for her words, Su Nie nodded slightly, and responded:

"You are indeed old."

"..."

The corners of Skadi's mouth froze slightly. For some reason, she always felt inexplicably upset.

But she still took a deep breath and continued:

"I am an ancient and long-standing existence, the one who continues the glory of the northern gods..."

"Since you are so old, what should I call you? Purple-haired old woman? Purple-haired old lady? Or... purple-haired old lady?"

Su Nie thought about it like a matter of fact, and began to ponder.

Skadi resisted the slight throbbing veins on his forehead, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

No matter what, the majesty of God must not be lost...

"Purple-haired old lady..."

"You never finish, you must be sick!"

Skadi finally couldn't hold back anymore.

however--

She spit out the words, but she suddenly froze.

It seems to be the norm for most women to care about their age.

Because old, often means ugly.

And the love of beauty, everyone has it.

but,

Gods are not living beings. Although they have human appearance and emotions, the so-called gods are, in essence, just the manifestation of a "phenomenon".

The appearance at this moment is nothing but the "personification" formed by human beliefs. Whether it is a human form or a personality, it is just a shell that is convenient for walking in this world.

Some gods may be willing to sink into human nature and regard it as the real "I", but that cannot change, the essence of gods.

at least for now,

These words shouldn't have affected Skadi's real mood swings!

Before this,

No matter how excited he appears on the outside, in essence, he is calm.

But now, Skadi really felt... felt angry.

Outraged!

hum-

The soundless sword blares in the air, echoing and entwining.

She heard it, and suddenly came back to her senses.

This is……

"The sword of the world."

Su Nie flicked his sleeves and responded.

The sound of the sword came from the sword of the human world carried behind him. The sword was condensed with the concept of human civilization. The sound that echoed was naturally the sound of the "human world".

Humans and gods, the complex and chaotic humanity and the pure and cold divinity, are essentially opposites.

Just now, under the instigation of Su Nie's words, Skadi fell into that voice step by step without being prepared.

"……mean!"

Skadi took a deep breath, her chest heaved slightly, her dark purple eyes returned to the ice-cold state, and she tried her best to calm herself down.

But a crack had already appeared in her heart.

It is called the recovery of "personality" under the suppression of divinity.

She was originally a fusion of one person and one god. Before that, she was always dominated by gods, but at this moment... the human side, the queen of the kingdom of shadows, Scatha, is recovering, returning, and struggling.

She was not willing to merge with Skadi, but was forcibly suppressed by the power of the Nordic gods and had to merge.

——Skaha, Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, although she has the same origin as Skadi, but in fact... in the battle of Celtic mythology, she is a godslayer who is hostile to the gods.

Here, a split occurs.

It is already doomed.

It's just that Skadi still feels unwilling.

If it was just now, she would have been prepared, but if it was just now, she would know Su Nie's method...

Well, that may not be the case.

but--

"This is the battlefield!"

Su Nie responded in this way, he flicked his sleeves, drew his sword, the cold light shone, and here, he moved forward.

Yes, this is the battlefield.

Don't talk about the style of a gentleman, don't seek a fair and just battlefield.

Whether it is language provocation or covert interference, it can be used for victory, so why cover it up?

He has information that the other party doesn't know, and Skadi's original knowledge, but the other party knows nothing about him.

This is the biggest advantage, how could he not take advantage of it?

After all, there is not much difference in specifications between them.

Su Nie was not sure of victory either.

And under this huge, almost generational gap in information...

——This sword is sure to kill at first sight!

The World Tree is still shaking violently, and the Platinum Palace at the top is also constantly tilting.

The dragon was still roaring.

Mysterious below, devouring the roots of the world tree.

Su Nie took a step forward, raised the blade, gathered a little cold light, and approached Skadi infinitely.

He saw her flaws,

That is where humanity and divinity are intertwined and separated, the most vulnerable place.

this sword,

Gathering thousands of kalpas into one realm, just one sword is a thousand swords, ten thousand swords!

He stood up with a flick of his sleeves, like a whisk,

The shadow of the sword dragged, the iron shone coldly, and the light of the fire shone faintly.

Fire--

appear!

Skadi took a step back, and the infinite elements turned into wind and snow all over his body. It was just a short distance away, but it seemed like the end of the world, layered on top of each other, turning into a world of ice and snow.

That is the power of Skadi, the goddess of winter.

In charge of the gods, great magic and big magic at the level of the world.

But she still has no way to avoid, no way to retreat, before that, martial arts are useless.

Because what she is facing is the sword of the world.

And this moment...