Of course, the steel sword did not give up struggling. A massive wave of divine might began to surge from it, attempting to directly repel Roa.
Roa infused the divine energy into his right hand, and the powerful and scorching divine might clashed with the divine might contained within the steel sword, consuming each other.
However, Roa's actions undoubtedly struck a strong blow to the steel sword, causing it to tremble violently. At the same time, Roa raised his eyebrows, feeling a tide-like divine might forcefully pushing back against the divine might he had released.
This was the first time Roa had encountered such a situation.
Roa murmured, "Even without a master, you can resist me with your own power? I must have this sword."
Roa had always prided himself on his terrifyingly powerful magic. Even though he couldn't use magic in this world, his magic could be seamlessly transformed into divine might. He had never seen anyone who could directly resist his magic.
He mobilized all the magic within his body, quickly converting it into divine might. The violent divine might surged outward, and the sharp steel sword seemed genuinely enraged.
With the sound of air and space trembling, an even more ferocious divine might erupted. The divine might transformed into a shockwave, colliding with the divine energy coming from Roa's right hand.
The two divine mights clashed again, with the scorching divine might burning the divine might emanating from the steel sword, intertwining two different attributes of divine might.
The violent power spread outwards, and the fierce wind blew away everything visible around, even causing Claire to take two steps back under this terrifying pressure. Before she could mourn for her lost spirit, Claire stared in shock at the aftermath of the collision between Roa and the holy sword.
This was the first time Claire had seen Roa make a move. She knew he was strong, but she had no idea he was this powerful.
Just the amount of divine might he displayed was enough to place him at the top of the entire academy.
If Claire's thoughts were to reach Roa, he would probably chuckle.
In fact, not only the entire academy but likely the entire continent had very few who could compete with Roa in terms of divine might.
However, this time, Roa had encountered a tough opponent. The two sides were locked in a stalemate, their divine might clashing without yielding, yet still maintaining balance.
Roa was completely astonished, gripping the sword hilt even tighter.
To be able to reach this level now, he had already infused fifty percent of his total divine might. Yet even so, the holy sword could still match him, and its identity was already self-evident—the legendary holy sword that defeated the demon king.
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[Demon Slayer Holy sword]
Thinking of this, Roa's heart became excited. A weapon of this caliber could only be described as something that could be encountered but not sought after.
If he let it go this time, who knew when he would encounter it again.
Both the boy and the sword were consuming each other's divine might. Roa admitted that the holy sword was formidable, but it was like a reservoir compared to the ocean. Even if the reservoir could temporarily compete with the ocean, the ocean was the ocean, capable of continuously producing fierce waves, while the reservoir would eventually run dry.
Roa shamelessly drew divine might from nature, directly utilizing the characteristics of his pure body to recklessly absorb the surrounding divine might and elements.
At that moment, as Roa activated his talent, the holy sword, which had been struggling, suddenly paused, as if sensing something, and became completely still.
Seeing the sword's behavior, although Roa didn't know what had happened, the brilliance in his eyes grew even hotter.
His dazzling golden eyes, in the dimly lit room, resembled flowing molten lava.
"What a great opportunity!"
Without a moment's hesitation, Roa focused all his attention, gripping the sword hilt tightly as he loudly chanted the contract spell for the spirit.
"——————O proud spirit sealed within the ancient holy sword, you shall serve me as your master, and we shall form a contract, and I shall be your sheath——————"
Roa's Spirit language was still not fluent, and it sounded quite awkward, but the Spirit words he spoke were exceptionally clear, echoing throughout the entire shrine.
"——————I command you to form a contract with me——————"
The wind rustled the boy's clothes, and Roa's golden eyes fixed on the holy sword, emanating an unparalleled sense of pressure. He attempted to make the sword submit to his might. In fact, aside from the initial clash between the two, the holy sword had struggled fiercely, but after that, it had not resisted again.
As the boy's words fell, at that moment, the sharp holy sword began to radiate a dazzling light.
Compared to the previous blinding brilliance, this time it was an incredibly gentle glow.
The shimmering silver sword ceased its struggles; not only that, it even began to actively merge with Roa's divine might. The sword's obedient demeanor caught Roa off guard.
The two different types of divine might began to gather together, merging seamlessly, and finally coalescing into one.
The spirit contract would not succeed quickly; time passed little by little. Even though the holy sword was very cooperative, it still took a considerable amount of time.
No one knew how long had passed, but on the back of Roa's right hand, a complex pattern resembling several intersecting swords appeared. This was a very intricate imprint.
This was, of course, the spirit imprint.
It was the most direct proof of having formed a contract with a spirit.
From now on, Roa would be the master of this holy sword.
At the moment the spirit imprint appeared, the ornate long sword began to become ethereal, eventually disappearing from Roa's right hand.
At that moment, the previously howling wind abruptly ceased, leaving only a chaotic ground around.
Claire looked at Roa and murmured, "It really succeeded?"
No matter how foolish Claire was, she could guess the origin of this sword at this moment.
Just as the academy head had said, this was the legendary holy sword that annihilated the demon king.
At this moment, a consciousness echoed in Roa's mind.
Roa instinctively read it out loud.
"Terminus·Est?"
The highest-ranking Sword Spirit, the holy sword with unparalleled power, was now in Roa's grasp.
Claire looked at the spirit imprint on the back of Roa's hand, revealing an envious expression.
Claire said to Roa, "Anyway, congratulations on forming a contract with such a powerful spirit."