But then, Vivian thought of a question.
If this holy artifact can recognize its master, why did it choose Ning Fan?
After all, this battle armor has always been displayed in the Pope's master bedroom.
"Could it be that the core component is the holy sword!"
Vivian's gaze turned to the holy sword flickering with holy flame.
At that moment, Vivian's pupils contracted, instinctively assuming a defensive posture.
She didn't know when Ning Fan had disappeared from her line of sight.
His speed was so fast that she couldn't even trace Ning Fan's movement.
"Haha..."
Listening to the laughter coming from above, Vivian raised her head in shock.
A dazzling white line came into view, at least ten meters long, seeming to split the void in two.
It's not just a mere perception...
Seeing the mirror-like cracks forming in the void, Vivian's heart shook.
Ning Fan's casual sword strike had the effect of cutting through space.
