"So, you want to tell me …"
King Nuven stood in his bedroom, wearing his crown and armor. Two rows of White Blade Guards stood nervously by his side to protect him.
The king turned around and looked at the captain of his personal guards. He said sternly, "In Dragon Clouds City, something that Eckstedt has never seen in centuries has appeared …"
King Nuven strapped a saber to his waist. His expression was solemn.
"Calamity?"
"To be precise, Your Majesty." Nicholas held his blade in his hand. His expression was cold. "It's not just Dragon Clouds City …
"The 'Legend of the World' records the range of the Soul Slayer Pike's warning. At this moment, that thing is probably in Heroic Spirit Palace."
The old king pondered for a few seconds.
"Very good. At least we now know … that those monsters are not just legends." King Nuven's expression was solemn. He strode out of the bedroom, the White Blade Guards following closely behind him.
The old king glanced at the guards outside the door. They were in their best state of vigilance. "What's the situation now?"
"I've already sounded the highest alarm and sealed the gates leading to Axe District and Spear District. I've asked the people below to report to me at regular intervals." Nicholas shook his head. "Unfortunately, up until now, none of the guards, servants, or White Blade Guards in the palace have gone missing, and none of them have shown any abnormalities."
King Nuven turned around and stared at Nicholas with a frown.
'Unfortunately?'
"I'm sorry to use this word." The latter lowered his head slightly. "But if that's the case, we can't pinpoint the location of that thing."
King Nuven inhaled and nodded.
"Inform the archdukes first. They should know why our alarm went off …"
"Then lock up all the drunkards at the banquet and chase them out at dawn …
"Recall the White Blade Guards who are on duty. If possible, send someone to Shield District and summon Gleeward. I need him to wield the Soul Slayer Pike …
"Inform the Chief Garrison Officer. Have him send his disciplinary officers to patrol the districts and fire signal arrows. Similarly, report regularly …
"Light the first portcullis. All archers, get into position. Don't be stingy with Eternal Oil …"
As orders were issued, the guards in charge of relaying them hurriedly ran back and forth.
"Don't be nervous, boys." The old king did not stop walking. His eyes sparkled. "This is Eckstedt, Raikaru's hometown."
"Things are no longer like they were six hundred years ago. It's no longer the Battle of Eradication, and it's no longer the time when those monsters ran wild."
"But they are still the legendary calamities," Nicholas said warily. "The 'Legend of the World' records their strength …"
"I know that they are powerful. Every archduke is taught that." King Nuven's voice was sonorous. "But if power is everything …"
"What happened six hundred years ago?" The old king's expression became stern, and his gaze was sharp.
"Why are we still fighting the Battle of Eradication?!"
"Of course." Nicholas nodded with a pale face. "Next, after ensuring the safety of the palace, I will expand the search area beyond the sluice gate."
At this moment, an unknown noise came from the back of the team.
Swoosh!
The guards and White Blade Guards unsheathed their weapons nervously!
They surrounded the king in the middle.
King Nuven watched his subordinate's actions and snorted coldly.
Under Nicholas' reprimand, the guards let go of their overly nervous nerves and returned to their normal state of alert.
A guard hurriedly sent a message.
"Your Majesty!" the guard said loudly. "It's the Empire's envoy — he insists on seeing you!"
King Nuven frowned.
Soon, the vice diplomat of the Constellation Diplomat Group, Lord Putray Nemain appeared before the king.
The thin vice diplomat's face was pale. Ignoring the extraordinarily high level of vigilance around him, he said anxiously, "Your Majesty, there's an intruder in your palace …"
"I already know." King Nuven waved his hand and said impatiently, "I'm handling it."
The guards on both sides stopped Putray and gestured for him to go back.
"No, Your Majesty!" Putray grabbed the guard's arm and said loudly, "No matter who that intruder is …
"He just abducted Prince Thales!"
King Nuven's expression changed abruptly.
Nicholas stared at Putray with a strange gaze. It was obvious that he was suspicious.
The old king stared at Putray with an unpleasant expression.
"What happened?" King Nuven took a deep breath and asked calmly and cautiously, "Is there anyone else missing?"
The guards let go of Putray, who was panting anxiously.
"Yes, at the same time." Putray adjusted his breathing and revealed another piece of shocking news. "And your granddaughter …
"That Lady Saroma Walton!"
— — —
"How unlucky. Why would I meet you here?"
Asda closed his eyes. His tone was full of displeasure.
"When did the Brotherhood open the Northland sightseeing route?" The Air Mystic said sarcastically, "Or should I say, your resentment towards me is so strong that even Broken Dragon Fortress can't withstand it?"
Thales took a deep breath of the cold outdoor air.
From Asda's words, he finally confirmed the origins of the man in front of him.
The man in front of Asda shook his head slowly.
"Someone told me that I would meet an old friend here." The man spoke slowly, but there was an inexplicable pressure in his words. "I thought he was lying to me."
"I didn't expect to meet you." The man sighed. "It seems that sometimes lies are right."
Looking at the man, Thales could not help but think of the old days in the Brotherhood.
As the lowest-ranking members of Black Street Brotherhood, the child beggars were lowly existences that could be beaten and scolded, but they were also the future blood of the Brotherhood. Hence, the internal affairs of the Brotherhood were the most widely spread news among the child beggars.
In the Brotherhood's ten-year history of development, the Thirteen Great Generals that the child beggars were most familiar with had fought their way out in the last five years. Ruthlessness, fierceness, and youth were their common characteristics. The Six Powerhouses, who held high positions in the Brotherhood, had long experience in the Brotherhood. Each of them could be said to be a big shot in the kingdom's underground world.
But when it came to the most powerful, terrifying, and incredible existences in Black Street Brotherhood …
There was no doubt that they were the Three Great Assassins, who were superior to the Six Powerhouses. There were also rumors that they were the Four Great Assassins, but the fourth person was so mysterious that even his code name varied.
It was unknown whether it was a name or a nickname, but the Three Great Assassins were strangely named after three strange weapons:
Reversed Machete.
Prison Lock Sickle.
Black Sword.
Among all of them, Black Sword's story was undoubtedly the most legendary.
In the rumors that Thales heard, there was the one where he alone, with one sword, slashed the Black Street, where many forces occupied, until blood flowed like a river and the ground was covered with mutilated corpses. In the end, he obtained the first piece of territory for the newborn Brotherhood.
There was also a terrifying story where the enemies of the Brotherhood joined forces and offered a large sum of money to buy Black Sword's life, but their heads all disappeared in their sleep.
There was even a story where Black Sword sat alone in Sunset Pub and calmly drank and ate in front of the city defense team soldiers who came to capture him after receiving bribes. He was a hot-blooded legend who used his gaze and actions to force seventeen police teams to retreat.
The most bizarre thing was that the shrewd and ruthless Blood Bottle Gang had laid down layers upon layers of ambushes that they were determined to win. With a battle formation of hundreds of people, they surrounded and killed Black Sword. However, the next day, they were horrified to find that Black Sword was walking on Black Street once again, completely unharmed.
From the stories of child beggars and thugs to the common people, Black Sword was like an omnipotent legend of the night with a myriad of faces. He was the embodiment of fear and a legendary symbol in the underground world. In the ten years when the Black Street Brotherhood rose with his sword and dominated the Kingdom, even the two Mystics, whom the Blood Bottle Gang made a big deal out of, paled in comparison to the legend of Black Sword.
And now, the legendary Black Sword was standing in front of Thales.
Thales could not believe it.
Compared to the ferocious, cold, and cruel figure in the rumors, Black Sword's face under the moonlight looked very ordinary. He had a flat forehead and a pair of small eyes. Even his body was slightly above average. He was neither fat nor thin.
In the crowd, he was just an ordinary person who couldn't be any more ordinary. He didn't even have any distinguishing features that would make people remember him at a glance.
It was as if there was nothing on his body that could be taken out.
Except for his sharp gaze, which did not match his overall style.
And his sword.
Thales narrowed his eyes and watched the man slowly raise the sword in his hand.
It was a strange sword.
The pitch-black appearance of the weapon might have explained the nickname Black Sword, but that was far from the only strange thing about it.
The strange sword was of moderate length. The body of the sword was slightly curved, but the tip was curved like a bird's beak. The blade of the sword was single-edged and had a deep and long blood groove.
On the back of the sword, one-third of the blade was hollowed out to form a barb. From the 'barb' on the back of the sword all the way to the hilt, it was covered with fine sawteeth.
Looking at the strange legendary black sword, Thales could not help but furrow his eyebrows.
The hilt of the strange sword was not aligned with the midline of the sword's spine. Instead, it was slanted to one side, just like a … kitchen knife? Also, the sword did not have a cross-guard. It only had a one-sided guard that extended down from the hilt, almost parallel to the hilt. It seemed to be able to fit four fingers except for the thumb.
Looking at the sword, Thales thought to himself, 'It doesn't look like a sword at all. It looks more like a long and straight knife with all kinds of small designs on the blade.'
Thales could not help but think of the Swiss army knife from his previous life.
But at the same time, Thales also realized that the strange black sword was not Black Sword's only weapon. There was another long weapon covered in linen tied to the latter's waist.
'Is it another sword?'
"And you, you are like an annoying black cockroach. Insignificant, but extremely tough." Asda's tone was flat, as if he did not care about the legend in front of him. "You can always drag your last breath and crawl back in a flustered but lucky manner. Then, you crawl back in a disgusting manner.
"Continue to be annoying."
The man did not reply. His gaze went past Asda and landed on Thales.
Thales could not help but feel a chill in his heart when that pair of sharp eyes swept past him.
'These two fellows …' Thales thought to himself. 'They are both extremely dangerous existences.
But obviously, as members of the Brotherhood and Blood Bottle Gang, they were enemies.
'Maybe I have a chance to escape from Asda.'
Asda looked at Black Sword and shook his head slightly. "Over the years, I have watched you grow from supra class to supreme class. You have become stronger and stronger. You have almost developed feelings for each other."
Black Sword still did not say a word.
"You know, standing in front of me in a daze is the most foolish thing to do." Asda was not bothered by Black Sword's rudeness. He smiled and said, "During this period of time, I can completely make the air in your body —"
But before Asda could finish speaking, Black Sword moved in the next moment!
Black Sword's figure swayed. He stepped on the snow under his feet, dragging his sword with one hand and shielding his chest with the other. He charged towards Asda!
The corners of Asda's mouth curled up slightly. He was unconcerned.
Thales was shocked.
Ever since he came to Red Street Market, he had witnessed the movements and body movements of many elites in his short but exciting experience. They ranged from supra class to supreme class, and each had their own unique characteristics.
The elusive Yodel, Chris, who turned into blood mist, Aida, who was so agile that it was hard for the eyes to follow her movements, the Corleone sisters, who were so fast that their figures could not be seen clearly during the fight, the Fortress Flower, who had the strength to carry a thousand kilograms but was able to maneuver freely, and the Kingdom's Wrath, who could not be stopped once he went on a rampage. All of them left a deep impression on the people.
Even Ralf's gliding figure in the wind, Istrone who moved at an astonishing speed, and Nikolay the Red Viper who gradually increased his speed were all obvious.
But … Thales frowned as he watched Black Sword, who was running towards him at a moderate pace.
It was not because of how sharp and dazzling Black Sword's performance was.
It was because Black Sword's running movements were really …
Too ordinary.
So ordinary that he was like the most ordinary soldier charging towards the most powerful enemy.
There was nothing special about him at all.
Even Jala's body movements, which moved and dodged in the blink of an eye, seemed to be a level higher than Black Sword's.
Compared to Black Sword's legendary reputation …
'No.'
Thales thought of something.
'The most ordinary soldier? The most powerful enemy? '
He narrowed his eyes and saw Black Sword's movements clearly.
The hand that was raised high in front of his chest, the sword that was dragged behind him, and the distance between his legs …
Thales thought of something.
'This movement … is so familiar.'
With a thought, Thales' eyes once again entered that strange observation mode.
As expected, Asda turned into the most dazzling blue light in his field of vision.
But strangely, Black Sword's figure remained the same. There was no change.
But Thales had no time to care about that.
Because Asda, who was motionless, looked at the attacking Black Sword and snapped his fingers.
* Snap! *
Panic surged in Thales' heart.
* Whoosh! *
In the next second, the snow on the ground between Asda and Black Sword suddenly flew into the air!
The snowflakes scattered in all directions, revealing the black and gray rock stratum underneath.
In Thales' vision, an energy embellished with blue light surged in an instant. Starting from the middle of the two, it swept towards the charging man!
Thales' pupils shrank. He immediately realized that it was an airflow, the most turbulent airflow.
The airflow was more than ten meters tall and dozens of meters wide. Like a moving wall, it blocked the space between Asda and Black Sword, completely covering the top of the cliff.
And now, it swept up a large amount of snow. With a menacing momentum, it swept towards Black Sword.
* Swoosh — *
It was like a huge paddle slapping towards the smallest insect.
'Sh * t.'
Thales furrowed his brows anxiously. Black Sword could only see the drifting snow. He could not see the invisible airflow.
Unless Black Sword could burrow into the ground, he would not be able to evade the sweeping airflow that had no blind spots, regardless of whether he moved left or right, or whether he leaped or retreated.
"Be careful!" Seeing the situation before him clearly, Thales could not help but blurt out, "In front of you is … a wall formed by strong winds! Dodge it! "
Asda moved slightly and turned around to look at Thales.
There was a ruminating look in his eyes.
'As for Black Sword …'
Black Sword did not seem to notice. He continued to charge forward.
Thales clenched his teeth.
'Did he not hear me because the airflow is too strong?
He will be blown away by the airflow.
Then he will be blown off the cliff.
He will fall from the highest peak of Dragon Clouds City and fall to the ground. '
Thales felt dejected. 'Black Sword might be my only chance to prevent myself from being captured by the Mystic. At the very least, I have to let him live and send a message …'
But he could only watch helplessly as Black Sword charged straight at the invisible wall of air that he could not dodge. He did not retreat or evade.
He was charging towards his own death.
Finally, Black Sword charged into the turbulent airflow. His hair was blown backwards and his robes fluttered. He was about to be swept away by the airflow.
But in the next moment, Thales opened his mouth wide in shock.
Black Sword was not swept away.
As he crashed into the airflow, he held the sword with both hands. The tip of the sword was pointed straight ahead, swaying in the airflow.
Black Sword's body suddenly moved to the side. His feet began to move in a strange manner. He no longer attacked in a straight line. Instead, he began to move in a zigzag pattern in the direction where the tip of the sword was pointing.
Just like that, Black Sword raised his longsword and withstood the airflow that could blow away boulders. He changed his direction occasionally, but his speed did not decrease as he continued to charge towards Asda.
Like a wedge, he pierced into the airflow and continued to go deeper!
Thales watched his movements in disbelief.
'How … is this possible?
Why does Asda's airflow have no effect on him? '
Thales narrowed his eyes. The fluctuation in his body began to gather, allowing his vision to become clearer.
Soon, Thales understood why.
In his field of vision, Black Sword was not charging around aimlessly. In the airflow that flashed with blue light, he was regularly turning towards a few specific spots. Almost all of them were the sparsest and dimmest parts of the blue light.
Using some unknown method, Black Sword had already figured out the invisible airflow. He found the weakest link in the uneven airflow. Using his footsteps and angle, he forcefully squeezed into the airflow controlled by Asda.
Thales could not help but feel puzzled. 'Normal people can't even see the airflow, let alone Black Sword in it. How did he do it?'
As his opponent, Asda did not seem surprised. He only moved his fingers slightly.
In Thales' eyes, the airflow that flashed with blue light suddenly brightened!
The airflow suddenly multiplied!
Black Sword's advancing footsteps halted! He was about to be swept away.
At the same time, Black Sword's arm turned. His strange longsword suddenly trembled.
Black Sword slashed an arc with both hands in the oncoming turbulent airflow!
Thales widened his eyes. In the instant that the blue light intensified, Black Sword's black sword — Thales really did not know how to differentiate between his nickname and his weapon — slashed at a weak spot.
Asda's expression changed slightly.
With this slash, the airflow's momentum was disrupted.
Thales saw it clearly. In that instant, the airflow that was filled with blue light was actually …
A gash was torn open by the man's sword.
Although it was only for a moment, at that moment, Black Sword was like a legend who suddenly came to life. He tapped his feet on the ground and leaped up. In Thales' eyes, he squeezed through the narrow gap in the airflow that could last for an unknown period of time!
In the blink of an eye, Black Sword was already five steps away from Asda.
The man's eyes were cold as he stared at Asda. He did not stop moving.
At that moment, Asda suddenly raised his arms!
For some reason, Thales felt that Asda's action seemed to be a little … panicked?
In the next moment, the air pressure around Asda seemed to explode!
* Bang! *
With Asda as the center, a large amount of air shot out in all directions in the shape of a ball!
In Thales' eyes, the only thing he could see was the blue light around Asda's body shooting out in all directions.
At that moment, Thales thought of a funny analogy. Why was Asda like a porcupine shooting arrows in all directions? He charged at Black Sword in exasperation and retaliated angrily?
A huge force surged in the air and Thales was pressed to the ground. He had no choice but to return to reality.
Thales knew that this was Asda's doing. It was to protect him from being hurt by the explosive air pressure. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to raise his head to see the battle clearly.
Snowflakes fluttered in the air.
The majestic and turbulent air pressure erupted violently. Black Sword, who was a few steps in front of Asda, bore the brunt of it.
Once again, Black Sword made an unexpected move.
As if he knew what kind of threat was coming at him, Black Sword's body swayed as he moved forward!
'Started … spinning?'
Thales' shocked gaze was fixed on Black Sword.
* Hiss … *
His entire body brushed past the terrifying air pressure, producing a violent and ear-piercing sound.
The man's body continued to spin like a strange dancer as he spun and moved forward amidst the explosive air pressure.
However, he cleverly reduced the pressure he had to bear to the minimum.
Black Sword's body spun twice. With each spin, he maintained a perfect balance and took a step towards Asda.
The air pressure did not affect his speed at all.
Under the ear-piercing sound of the air explosion and Asda's solemn gaze, Black Sword took a step in front of him.
At that moment, the Air Mystic and Black Sword's eyes met in the air.
In the next moment …
Asda, who had an unpleasant expression on his face, raised his right hand and clenched his fist!
Black Sword swung his arm and hurriedly thrust his strange sword forward!
The air around them trembled and began to change in a strange manner.
Black Sword's longsword moved and drew a strange arc in the air.
* Shick! *
The sound of the blade piercing flesh was heard.
However, the moment Black Sword swung his sword and Asda clenched his fist, the air around them suddenly became thick, heavy, and extremely viscous!
This reminded Thales of the move that Asda used to suffocate him. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
* Boom! *
Asda's clenched right hand was separated from his body and fell to the ground.
* Bang! *
In the air, a boundless pressure assaulted them, forcing Black Sword to kneel on one knee!
Without waiting for his opponent to react, Black Sword pushed against the ground with his left hand and rolled backward. At the same time, he swung his longsword and broke through the heavy atmosphere.
Black Sword rolled back a few meters and left the range of Asda's air pressure. He held his longsword across his chest and watched Asda vigilantly as he panted.
Meanwhile, the Air Mystic stared blankly at his arm that had fallen to the ground.
This sudden showdown finally came to an end for the time being.
Thales got up from the ground. He had already forgotten to breathe as he watched.
Asda's ability to control the atmosphere at will was already shocking enough. Thales believed that no matter who it was, if they were to encounter any of these situations, they would only be able to cover their heads and flee like a rat.
But Black Sword … In the shortest amount of time, his every move effectively cut into the weak points of Asda's strange ability. He overcame every obstacle and rushed to the Mystic.
He even chopped off the Mystic's arm.
Compared to Giza, who was bleeding profusely, not a single drop of blood flowed out of Asda's wound. Instead, it glowed with a faint blue light, just like the time at Red Street Market.
The Air Mystic was stunned for more than ten seconds.
Black Sword took advantage of this time to constantly adjust his breathing. His panting slowly calmed down.
Finally, Asda heaved a deep sigh. This strange Mystic slowly opened his mouth.
"This is the closest you've been to me since we first met for more than ten years.
"You even chopped off my arm." Asda shook his head and shook his severed arm. "Whether it's reflexes, physical fitness, or on-the-spot intuition, I have to admit that you're getting stronger.
"Looks like I have to take back my description of you as a 'black cockroach'," Asda said mockingly. "You've already become a poisonous black scorpion."
Black Sword stared fixedly at the Mystic and did not reply.
'And …' Asda thought to himself, 'Since we first met twelve years ago, this guy's strength has been rising rapidly, as if there were no bottlenecks or obstacles.
Back then, he was just an insignificant character, but now … '
Thales felt his skin crawl as he watched Asda's arm on the ground turn into blue light and disappear. Even though he had expected it and it was not like he had never seen it before, he still found it a little strange when he saw it.
At the same time, the blue light on Asda's severed arm shone again. The light gathered to form a new arm, even his robe.
"Black Sword, you're probably the first person in history to be able to fight a Mystic head-on and not be at a disadvantage with your body of flesh and blood and a sword made of ordinary iron." Asda held his newly acquired right arm and sighed with emotion.
Recalling the past thousand years, Asda could not help but sigh. 'Which supreme class elite in history had the strength he has now?'
Hearing this, Thales stared at Black Sword in a daze.
The latter stood up slowly and flicked the snowflakes off his longsword.
"You flatter me." Black Sword's tone was still flat. He said flatly, "But I can feel that you're deliberately suppressing your strength."
Black Sword raised his head and looked at Raikaru's statue. He frowned slightly. "If it were in the past, you would have blown the entire mountain into pieces."
Asda narrowed his eyes.
"What?" Black Sword turned and looked straight into the Mystic's eyes. "Are you afraid … of something in this city?"
Thales frowned. 'Of course. Asda said it himself earlier — there are at least two legendary anti-mystic equipment in Dragon Clouds City.'
Asda smiled faintly.
The Air Mystic shrugged and said indifferently, "This is the capital of a country, after all. There's order here. I don't want to make a ruckus to the point where I have to massacre the entire city — that's not my style."
"The capital? Order? " Black Sword took a deep breath. At that moment, his expression became extremely terrifying. "Twelve years ago, when you, a monster, went on a killing spree in Renaissance Palace, why didn't you have such concerns?"
Thales trembled violently!
However, Asda's next words shocked him as much as the former.
"Tsk tsk, it's too ironic coming from your mouth." Asda stared at Black Sword and shook his head with a chuckle. There was a faint blue light surging in his eyes.
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