Zod was born into a family of swordsmen. His father and even his ancestors had an inextricable relationship with swordsmanship. Since he was young, Zod was naturally infatuated with swordsmanship.
He was a genius swordsman.
At the age of twelve, Sauder had already learned all the swordsmanship of his father, who was the royal swordsmanship consultant, and was even better than him. After realizing that he wouldn't be able to improve himself even if he stayed at home, Zod decided to travel the world.
At the age of fifteen, he had mastered more than a thousand types of swordsmanship. Apart from the Legendary Swordsman who had mastered Miracle, it was difficult to find anyone who could beat him in swordsmanship.
Later, in a battle with a Magician, Zod suffered an unprecedented crushing defeat. He realized that simply mastering ordinary sword skills was meaningless. The only value of sword skills was to fight!
Therefore, he started to travel around the world, relying on actual combat to train himself. He also kept on merging his sword techniques, improving them, and simplifying them.
In the end, at the age of 18, he divided all his sword techniques into five moves — Man-Slaying Sword, Sorcery-Slaying Sword, Object-Slaying Sword, Beast-Slaying Sword, and Monster-Slaying Sword.
Under the five swords, there was nothing it couldn't cut!
Originally, he thought that he still had a long life ahead of him. He thought that he could continue to explore the true essence of swordsmanship and search for his own 'miracle'.
However, at the age of nineteen, he began to feel pain in his chest for no reason and started coughing up blood.
With the appearance of this disease, his body began to weaken.
As an expert who had roamed the continent for so long, he naturally had some friends and connections.
After being diagnosed by a senior Life Priest, he was told that he was born with the incurable disease 'Body of the Divine Curse'.
This kind of constitution was almost immune to all magic, and people with this kind of constitution could only live for twenty years.
This grievous news almost crushed the genius swordsman. In despair, Zod locked himself up in his house and gave up on himself.
He still had many ideas that he had yet to put into practice. He had yet to reach the highest level of swordsmanship. His path had only just begun …
Later, he found the Demon Sword sealed by his ancestors in the basement of his house. The existence on the Demon Sword told him that as long as he became a demon, he would be able to obtain an extra lifespan. If he could kill a God and seize their divinity, he could even directly cure the so-called Cursed Body!
After pulling out the sword, Zod had embarked on a path of no return.
"You've probably been bewitched by the Demonic Egg. Even if you kill a God, you won't be able to cure the Cursed Body. I can't believe a single word the devil said. "
After dodging Zod's attack, Aslan said in a serious tone, "Other than the Three Supreme Saints, not even the gods can cure you. Your constitution isn't an illness, but something more troublesome … "
"That's all right. I bet you never believed it in the first place. All I want is time! "
Zod pulled up his collar again to cover his face. "This guy was always talking nonsense in my head, so I killed him and completed my sixth sword, the Demon Slayer Sword … Now, there is only one sword left. All the time I bought was for this sword."
He pointed his sword at Aslan again. "God-Slaying Sword!"
"It's useless. Mortals can't deal with gods …"
Before Aslan could finish, there was a flash of crimson light, and the Great Lion's figure faded into nothingness. His expression was one of utter shock. "Wha —"
The next moment, Aslan disappeared, leaving only the lion statue that had been cut in half on the ground.
"Success! I finally … "
"No, you didn't."
"Who is it?!" Zod turned around and slashed at the person who spoke, but his sword was blocked by a single hand.
"Unfortunately, your God-Slaying Sword was not completed." Xi Wei, who had returned to his human form, gripped his sword and said, "On behalf of the Taijun … Oh, no, on behalf of the Great Lion, I'm sending a message. He just used a trick to descend to the mortal realm by combining the descent of divine decree and the descent of a projection to avoid damaging too much of his divinity. Strictly speaking, your God-Slaying Sword only 'killed' the vessel he used to descend to the mortal realm, forcing him to be sent back by the natural laws of the World Barrier. He won't be able to descend again for a while. "
"Damn it, are you a god too?!"
Zod suddenly pulled his sword back and distanced himself from Xi Wei.
"You are very strong, I won't deny that, but you can't hurt a god without a miracle. This is the iron law of the world. Unfortunately, you didn't create a miracle."
Xi Wei spread his hands and said, "In the words of the Great Lion, I'm willing to acknowledge you as the strongest below the legendary level!"
"It's fine, don't we still have a target here? The night is still long, let me have some fun! "
Zod still didn't show any respect, instead, he was even happier.
Xi Wei snapped his fingers, and an invisible force sent Zod flying. He crashed heavily into the wall and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
As the base of the Temple of Justice, the walls around the tavern were naturally strengthened, so normal attacks wouldn't be able to damage them easily.
Zod stood up shakily. There was no pain on his face, only excitement.
But just as he took a step towards Xi Wei, his expression abruptly twitched.
"Ahhhh!" Zod tore open his windbreaker, revealing his blood-soaked inner shirt. Even through the inner shirt, Xi Wei could see that there were many blood-red vein-like patterns on his body, and in the center of these patterns was his heart.
It was obvious that the blood-red light was constantly strengthening his body, causing him to change in a non-human way.
However, Zod raised his sword and used the hilt of the sword to hit his heart. That strike was extremely heavy. If it was a normal person, they might have had their ribs broken and their heart burst.
"Don't get in the way! I want to challenge these damned gods as a human! Ahhh! "
Even Xi Wei was shocked by Zod's current state.
As he roared, the blood-red light on his body disappeared.
However, Zod's face instantly turned pale, as if his body had been hollowed out.
"Look, this is my final …" Zod gripped his sword tightly as if he had used all his strength, and made a stance towards Xi Wei.
Xi Wei suddenly had a feeling that he could kill Zod with a sneak attack without getting hurt.
However, looking at Zod's expression, Xi Wei sighed in the end and looked at Zod seriously, "Come!"
"God-Slaying Sword!"
A human and a god crossed each other's bodies.
They stood with their backs facing each other.
After a while, Zod's body slumped to the ground.
"I still lost … … Humans … … Can't they touch the gods … …"
"No, in the end, you created a miracle." Xi Wei turned around and reached out his hand.
There was a barely visible wound on his index finger. "Congratulations, you are the first person in history to injure a god as a non-Legendary-tier human."
"What an honor … … What kind of god are you … … Are you here to kill me for the sake of justice?"
Zod said with a stutter.
"I am the God of Games. Also, I'm not really interested in demons. The reason I killed you was because you killed my believer in front of the lion, and that made me lose face. Look, that's the one over there. "Xi Wei pointed at the player's corpse in the corner that was slowly disappearing after the resurrection time.
"Hahaha … … What an interesting god … …" Zod said slowly, "I can't … … see … anything … … I really want to swing my sword again … …"
"… …" Zod sighed and reached out to touch Zod's forehead. "Although I can't fulfill your wish, at least I can pass down your skills."
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