Everyone was stunned, including Rashal.
"A reckless move, Hesintos."
Rashal not only wasn't afraid, but he also laughed instead.
Not only people from South Crayney but even he knew, only those with royal bloodline could be recognized by the founding royal spirits of Cyrus and wield the power of this Divine Sword.
Others trying to forcibly conquer this Divine Sword would only lead to their own demise.
Now, Hesintos' weak attempt to touch the Divine Sword was no different from a desperate suicide.
Blood Qi once again gathered in Rashal's hand, forming a pitch-black spear.
He aimed at the back of Hesintos and instantly tossed this deadly blow to send Hesintos on his way.
The residents of Brilda dared not watch.
Because they knew what the outcome would be.
Recklessly trying to seize this Divine Sword would only result in being burned to death.