Even though he was injured, his speed was still swift. Some broken old tree roots and lush shrubbery didn't seem to have any effect on him.
However, the injured Trunks was still unable to utilize his speed to its fullest. Han Shuo, whose physical strength was at its peak, followed Trunks like a haunting ghost with the aid of the original demons' surveillance. The distance between the two also continued to shrink.
The arrow in his hip had long since been pulled out by Trunks as he ran. He'd originally planned on treating his wound, but when he sensed Han Shuo's pursuit, he could only helplessly give up on the idea of treating his wound. He ignored the bleeding wound and continued to flee without a care for anything else.
This chase continued for dozens of minutes. Trunks' astonishing endurance was still able to grit his teeth and persevere. Every time Han Shuo appeared in his line of sight, his potential would burst forth and his speed would increase once again, attempting to throw Han Shuo behind him.
It was a pity that Han Shuo, who had practiced demonic magic, had long since tempered his originally weak personality into indomitable perseverance after repeated baptisms of pain. The tenacity of his willpower was beyond Trunks' imagination. Han Shuo, who had been in pursuit from beginning to end, didn't slow down for even a moment. Instead, he seemed to be addicted to the chase and became more and more ferocious.
Although Trunks was very familiar with the nearby terrain, Han Shuo, who had the original demons on him, was more like a pair of eagle eyes hovering in the air and observing everything. No matter how hard Trunks tried, he was still unable to throw Han Shuo off just by relying on his familiarity with the terrain.
Finally, after half a day of this chase, Trunks, who had lost too much blood, finally realized that this wasn't the way to go. Unable to throw Han Shuo off, and unable to treat his body's injuries in time, his blood flowed faster and caused Trunks to experience a short period of dizziness.
Stopping against a large tree, Trunks wiped away the traces of blood at the corner of his mouth and panted heavily as he looked at Han Shuo, who was similarly slowing down and approaching step by step. He opened his mouth and said, "So you're the only one following me. I think you're courting death."
After taking two deep breaths, Han Shuo's racing heart slowly calmed down and returned to normal. The Demonslayer Edge was already in Han Shuo's hands, his face devoid of emotion as he calmly stared at Trunks. Han Shuo wasn't in a hurry to immediately approach Trunks, and his steps were exceedingly slow.
Although Han Shuo knew that Trunks had been seriously injured, a swordsman was still an extremely dangerous existence no matter how heavily injured he was. A moment of carelessness could result in a fatal blow to himself. It was precisely because Han Shuo wasn't sure how serious Trunks' injuries were that Han Shuo didn't dare to make a move immediately after his prey stopped.
"If you weren't injured, I wouldn't stand a chance against you in a one-on-one fight. However, given the current situation, we'll have to see if you have the ability to do anything to me." Han Shuo suddenly stopped when he was still fifteen meters away from Trunks, his gaze roaming over Trunks' body as he spoke faintly.
Han Shuo once again took out his crossbow after he'd finished speaking, inserted an arrow, and took precise aim at Trunks. He planned on using the arrow to test Trunks' current physical condition.
"Do you only dare test me from afar? If you had the guts like last time, you should charge forward without hesitation. "Trunks pressed his back against the tree and coldly watched Han Shuo's movements as he spoke disdainfully.
"Do you think I'm stupid, or are you stupid? You should know that our roles have already been reversed. You're the prey and I'm the hunter. How we play is up to me. " Han Shuo didn't mind Trunks' taunts in the slightest as he decisively fired the crossbow after aiming at him.
In the dusky night sky, the tip of the crossbow flashed with a cold light as it suddenly whistled through the air and shot towards Trunks' chest like lightning.
Trunks' expression didn't change in the slightest in the face of the crossbow arrow. His body flew into the air almost as soon as the whistling sound of the arrow piercing through the air rang out. The crossbow arrow fiercely nailed itself into the tree that Trunks had just been leaning against with a thud. Having dodged the attack, Trunks' body soared a few meters into the air, nimbly crossing the fifteen meter distance and actually appearing in front of Han Shuo in an instant. His speed was faster than Han Shuo could have imagined.
Milky white fighting aura filled Han Shuo 'vision in an instant. It was as if he was in the center of a tornado. Han Shuo's body was enveloped by the milky white fighting aura as his muscles instantly tightened and stiffened. It was difficult for him to even move. He could only watch helplessly as the fighting aura drowned him.
His body couldn't move, but the magical yuan within his body flowed unimpeded. Han Shuo willed the Demonslayer Edge to fly out of his hand and suddenly whistled through the air as it danced around Han Shuo's body. Han Shuo's body was instantly enveloped by the light of the Demonslayer Edge.
A violent sound of metal clashing rang out from Han Shuo's surroundings, accompanied by Trunks' incredulous roar of anger. Just as Han Shuo's eardrums were about to deafen, all of the ear-piercing sounds of metal clashing completely disappeared. His body that had been stiff and unable to move also returned to normal.
"Impossible, how is this possible! How is it that your weapon can still defend against my Dragon Binding Slash? Just who are you? "Han Shuo had just regained feeling in his body when he immediately heard Trunks' shocked cries.
Focusing his eyes, Han Shuo suddenly discovered that Trunks' face was deathly pale. The broadsword that he had been holding all this time had many cracks on its blade. Trunks' gaze had been roving back and forth between the broadsword and Han Shuo's body. He had a look of disbelief on his face as he continuously muttered, "Impossible!"
Han Shuo's clothes had all been shredded and hung on his body like strips of cloth. There were several long scratches on the surface of his muscles, revealing the bright red flesh underneath. The Demonslayer Edge seemed to have been flung off as it landed motionlessly in the distance, but there weren't any nicks on it.
"Nothing is impossible!" Taking advantage of Trunks' state of mind, Han Shuo suddenly yelled out and then punched out fiercely.
Trunks only reacted when the punch had landed in front of him. He raised his sawtoothed broadsword and blocked Han Shuo's punch.
A crisp clang rang out as Han Shuo's right fist went numb, but Trunks' body staggered. Overjoyed, Han Shuo knew that the Dragon Binding Slash just now should've used up most of Trunks' fighting aura. Therefore, he immediately moved closer to Trunks and bombarded him with a flurry of punches and kicks.
Trunks, who had been famed for being difficult to deal with in the Dark Forest, had actually become the weaker side after being repeatedly injured. He was continuously pushed back by Han Shuo's series of attacks, until he finally stumbled and fell backwards.
"Wait!" Just as Han Shuo grasped the Demonslayer Edge again and was about to take advantage of the opportunity to end Trunks' life, Trunks suddenly opened his mouth to stop him. He stared at Han Shuo and said, "No matter why you've come to the Dark Forest, I can help you. We actually don't have any irreconcilable hatred between us. It's only for the spoils of war from the body of a twin headed dragon. It's actually not that valuable. "
Han Shuo thought carefully after Trunks' words. This was indeed the case. Han Shuo had made the first move because he didn't want to be threatened. He wanted to kill Trunks now because he wanted to put an end to any possible retaliation from Trunks in the future. To be honest, Han Shuo and Trunks actually didn't have any deep hatred between them at all.
He walked in front of Trunks and fiercely stabbed the Demonslayer Edge into the ground four times. Han Shuo callously put away the Demonslayer Edge amidst Trunks' shrill cries like a pig being slaughtered.
The Demonslayer Edge had stabbed into Trunks' hands and feet four times. Although it wasn't enough to cause fatal damage and wouldn't affect Trunks' training and strength in the future, Trunks absolutely wouldn't have the chance to pose any threat to Han Shuo in the short term.
"I'm very sorry. Because you're more dangerous, I thought it was safer this way." Han Shuo shrugged and said naturally. He paused and stared at the grimacing Trunks after a pause. He smiled faintly and said, "I think we can talk properly now. If I don't kill you, what can you help me with?"
"Oh … it looks like there's another cold hearted magical creature hunter in the Dark Forest, haha!" First, he groaned in pain. Then, Trunks, who was limp from head to toe, actually started laughing hysterically. However, his current sorry state set off his burnt hair, and his expression was indescribably awkward and ugly.
"Be honest if you want to live. Tell me what you can help me with." Han Shuo looked at Trunks and asked with a slight smile.
"Then I'll first ask you why you've come to the depths of the Dark Forest. What is it?" Trunks' expression didn't show any signs of panic. Although he still moaned in pain, his expression was very calm.
Starting, Han Shuo felt that there was no need to hide anything and said directly, "I've come for the Fruit of Dagmar. Can you help me obtain the Fruit of Dagmar?"
"I've stayed in the Dark Forest for many years and have heard of all sorts of legends. I know a bit about the location of the Fruit of Dagmar and I can take you there, but I'm not too sure if I'll be able to obtain the Fruit of Dagmar. If you let me go this time, I can promise to help you with all my strength and won't pursue this matter in the future. If you've heard of my name, then you should know that I never go back on my word! "Trunks looked at Han Shuo and promised solemnly.
"Deal!" Han Shuo nodded and responded crisply.
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