Chapter 290
Author: CABO
last update2026-10-12 18:04:17

The spear felt the blood flowing in Lucien’s veins. It felt the pure, original, absolute royal bloodline of the true Saint-Aurelius kings. It felt the deep, terrifying, overwhelming power of the Heir of Aris.

More importantly, the spear felt the heavy, suffocating, god-killing aura of the pitch-black weapon resting in Lucien’s right hand. The God-Slaying Spear radiated a dark, murderous intent that terrified the golden weapon.

The Spear of the Dawn-Bringer realized it was being held by a fake
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