(PS: This update has a total of more than seventy thousand words. If it's two thousand words per chapter, it's almost forty chapters. However, for everyone's reading experience, the number of words per chapter is not fixed. It varies according to the plot.)
"This Marshal is the one you want to avoid the most — Level Lord!"
Field Marshal Awesomo announced his identity loudly with an undisguised arrogance. The lengthy words contained an astounding amount of information.
Shi Xiaobai's inexplicable transformation into the Infernal King, as well as Speechless becoming the Celestial King, was actually a scheme set up by Field Marshal Awesomo?
The Hero King that they thought was an imitation created by the assessment program was actually real? It was actually the real Hero King that had transmigrated from three thousand years ago?
And the battle of the three kings, as well as all the schemes set up by Field Marshal Awesomo, were all to kill the Hero King?
After Shi Xiaobai and the Hero King internecine, they were completely obliterated by the Level Lord?
The series of shocking information stunned the trial-takers from the human world. They naturally did not simply believe Field Marshal Awesomo's one-sided explanation, but there was no way to deny that the most reasonable truth could be obtained by connecting the pieces of information together.
If the Hero King was a real existence that had transmigrated from time and space, it could explain the sense of dissonance that had always existed. If Field Marshal Awesomo was the Level Lord, then as the ruler of the level, he indeed had the ability and authority to design such a scheme. Furthermore, when Shi Xiaobai and the Hero King internecine, he indeed had the strength to completely obliterate them.
The fact that Shi Xiaobai and the Hero King had disappeared seemed to prove that what Field Marshal Awesomo said was true. This was because it was impossible for the two proud people to use the exit command at the same time. However, they had disappeared from this world. Other than being completely obliterated, it was difficult to find a better explanation.
Was Shi Xiaobai and the Hero King really … really dead?
Everyone suddenly felt their bodies turn cold, as though they were in a world of ice and snow.
And at this moment, the first person to take action was Sunless.
Just as Field Marshal Awesomo finished his sentence, Sunless suddenly drew her silver sword from her scabbard and charged at Field Marshal Awesomo.
The usually calm her eyes revealed a rare fluster. However, her worry and fluster did not affect her ability to make the most accurate judgment.
Shi Xiaobai's survival was a predetermined outcome. No amount of panic could change it.
But if Shi Xiaobai was still alive, then the fastest way to know his situation might be to save him from the danger he was in. And to know the truth, the simplest and most direct method was to pry the truth from the culprit's mouth.
In short, using the fastest speed to defeat Field Marshal Awesomo and force him to tell the truth was what he needed to do at that moment.
Defeat it, even if it was the nightmare of the Trial Takers, the Level Lord!
Sunless' eyes were sharp and determined, like a sharp sword that had determined its direction.
"Good eyes."
Field Marshal Awesomo scoffed. Clearly, he never expected that there would be someone among the ant-like trial-takers who would resist so quickly. It was unknown if her courage was praiseworthy or if she did not know the meaning of death.
The way Sunless ran was not like Shi Xiaobai and Dawn, who relied on a short burst of energy to move at lightning speed. Her running was fast and stable. Her legs moved back and forth, forming afterimages, but they looked especially solid. The flowing wind seemed to twirl around her like pixies. The way she ran with her body slightly lowered was like a sprinting leopard. It was a stark contrast to her usual quiet beauty.
Suddenly, countless amber particles of light floated up from the ground and rapidly gathered in the sword in Sunless' hand. A layer of amber light enshrouded the girl's surroundings.
Sunless had directly activated the power of her Sword Truth. It was obvious how eager she was to end the battle as soon as possible.
"Amber color?"
Pulp Farmer widened his eyes slightly as he muttered to himself, "She has advanced to a supra … her obsession with her Sword Truth is even stronger than before?"
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, indigo, and purple were known as the Seven Colors of the Rainbow. The Seven Colors of the Rainbow was the classification of most power systems. This was because the strength of most 'powers' was directly reflected in their colors. This theory was known as the 'Law of the Seven Colors of the Rainbow' in psionic studies.
The radiance of the power of Sword Truth was in fact in accordance with the 'Law of the Seven Colors of the Rainbow'. The colors it produced reflected the degree of obsession with her Sword Truth, as well as the level at which the power of Sword Truth was produced. Among red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, indigo, and purple, red was the weakest, while purple was the strongest.
However, 'powers' were like the stars. There would naturally be some power colors that exceeded the seven colors of the rainbow. For example, Shi Xiaobai's golden Sword Truth was one such example.
Typically, colors other than the seven colors of the rainbow would be recognized as exceeding purple, but it was unknown how much it exceeded. Therefore, colors other than the seven colors of the rainbow were collectively known as' supra colors'. There was no clear distinction between supra colors.
The power of Sword Truth did not belong to the 'power' system, but the 'conversion system'. Therefore, the color of Sword Truth did not indicate the strength of one's strength, but the conversion rate. It affected the conversion rate of one's mental strength into strength. If red could convert 10% of one's mental strength into strength, then purple could convert 30%. Although it did not affect the upper and lower limits of a person's strength, in terms of efficiency, the higher Sword Truth color clearly held an absolute advantage.
However, it was extremely difficult for the color of Sword Truth to advance. This was because it was not an increase in strength, but the sublimation of one's obsession. It was not something that could be improved through accumulation and training. Typically, it was very difficult for a swordsman to advance a level their entire life.
However, Sunless' Sword Truth color had advanced. At some unknown point in time, it had advanced to a color that transcended the rainbow's seven colors — amber!
This did not mean that Sunless' strength had skyrocketed. In fact, it did not affect her greatly. It was just that the conversion of the power of her Sword Truth was smoother and more efficient than before. However, the reason why Sunless could advance to a level beyond the rainbow was a thought-provoking question. This meant that her obsession with her Sword Truth was more than twice as strong as before!
Pulp Farmer had always treated Sunless as a rival he was pursuing, so he had always paid attention to her strength realm. It was inevitable for him to feel shocked. This was because, from his understanding, Sunless, who had a good impression of Shi Xiaobai, had found something else she liked. Then, her obsession with sword techniques should have naturally decreased. How could her obsession with the Sword Truth not decrease but increase instead?
This was also the reason why Pulp Farmer viewed Shi Xiaobai with animosity in the beginning. He always believed that the youth that Heartless had a good impression of would cause the target he was pursuing to become weaker.
But reality seemed to have produced the complete opposite outcome.
.....
While Pulp Farmer was reeling in shock and puzzlement, Sunless had already traversed tens of thousands of meters and was in front of Field Marshal Awesomo.
Unwilling to wait a moment longer, she chose to engage in melee combat with the highest risk.
Her bright eyes no longer had the usual calmness and dullness. Her gaze was sharp and ferocious, filled with an intense will.
What was even more ferocious was her sword.
An amber beam exploded as the silver sword slashed out. This strike had abandoned all gorgeous moves. It was simple and direct, so it was extremely brutal.
In a true battle of life and death, unnecessary sword techniques would only become a burden, causing unnecessary delays and loopholes. As for such a simple and brutal sword technique, although it lacked any beauty, it was also the most practical killing sword technique.
The silver sword slashed out countless sharp sword beams, as though countless bloody lotus flowers had suddenly bloomed!
A look of surprise flashed in Field Marshal Awesomo's eyes, but his expression remained calm. He took a step forward and the blood-colored battle ax that had appeared in his hand at some point in time slashed out in a similarly simple and brutal manner!
The blood-colored battle ax tore through the air as a spatial rift that resembled a spiderweb pushed forward like a sonic wave!
"Boom!"
The collision of forces caused the surrounding air to explode. The ground began to crack with Field Marshal Awesomo and Sunless in the middle. Sand and dust were stirred up by the storm, filling the sky.
Just as the remnant might was released, Sunless had already slashed out with her next strike. All she did was take a slight step back to withstand the shockwaves caused by the collision.
This strike was still simple and brutal, but the degree of ferocity was even greater than before.
Field Marshal Awesomo did not panic. In a rather composed manner, he used his battle ax to block the strike.
However, Sunless' figure appeared behind Field Marshal Awesomo at the next instant. The sharp sword beams seemed like they could cleave apart the world.
Field Marshal Awesomo's eyebrows pricked up slightly, but he did not turn around. In fact, he did not even turn his head. With a deep roar, the skin on his back was immediately covered in a layer of bright bronze. When the sword beams slashed at it, there was a clanging sound, but not a single wound was left.
This move was similar to Psionic Hardening, but its defensive strength was on a completely different level.
Sunless had activated the power of her Sword Truth. She had even chosen the most brutal killing sword technique to raise her strength to its limits. However, she could not even penetrate Field Marshal Awesomo's bronze-colored hardened skin.
But even so, the pair of amber eyes did not show any signs of discouragement.
Sunless only took a step before she slashed out with her next strike. No, the next strike was slashed out in different directions at the same instant.
She realized that her strength was insufficient to break through Field Marshal Awesomo's defense. Therefore, she immediately adopted a strategy of suppressing him with speed.
The thirty-thousand-strong audience was once again dumbfounded. They saw the azure-dressed girl move at an extremely fast speed in the empty land, leaving behind azure-colored afterimages. At the same time, a series of swift and violent sword shadows slashed at Field Marshal Awesomo from every direction. Field Marshal Awesomo was suppressed to his spot, unable to move at all. His bronze-colored skin constantly shimmered and transformed, but gradually, he was unable to keep up with the girl's speed. Slowly, wounds of varying depths appeared on his body!
Field Marshal Awesomo roared angrily. His strength and defense were rather astonishing, but Sunless' simple and brutal but extremely exquisite sword technique was too unreasonable!
The silent Sword Fanatic was roaring with his soul!
At that moment, the beautiful azure-dressed girl was no longer an azure-colored lotus flower that remained calm in a storm. Instead, she was the raging storm.
"Hey, is this really Sunless?"
Speechless, who was dumbfounded, clicked his tongue and said, "Why is she completely different from the rumors?"
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