Translator: Mr Voltaire Editor: Modlawls123 Lolist felt as if he was flying in the sky, free and unrestrained. His mood was as light as a feather, floating in the wind …
The ground was below him, and it looked very familiar, just like the maps he had studied in the past. Soon, Lolist understood. Wasn't this the North? The ground moved rapidly, and he soon saw his family's territory. It was the Xingan Plains, Monolith Castle, Fengle Plains, as well as the various mines and workshops, the Darksteel refinery base that he had named Iron Furnace Castle, and the weapons production base that he had named Stormwind City …
Lolist felt as if he had become a bird, looking down at his family's territory from the sky. As he moved along the Blade Peak Mountain Range, he saw the Nicol Academy that was still under construction. Trist was looking at the blueprints, and her maid, Winnie, was humming a song as she carried little Oligas. Lolist flew past Maple Villa, and saw his tiger-looking chubby boy, Wardbeck, hiding under a table and playing hide-and-seek with Elina …
Lollister flew past the bustling Poplar Town, past the Black Clay Swamp, and saw the busy construction army below, as well as the bustling and bustling shipyard by the sea, the navy barracks, the docks, and then the boundless sea. The waves were turbulent, the waves tumbling, and a fleet of five or six whale-hunting ships were braving the waves, advancing courageously.
Soon, Lolist realized that he had returned to the sky above Syrovas Island. The island, which was covered in mist at dawn, looked so quiet and peaceful. This was a pearl on the sea, a territory that belonged to his family, and no one could take it away from him …
What made Lolist feel strange was that no matter where he flew, there would always be a red dot following him. If he was fast, the red dot would be fast, and if he was slow, the red dot would be slow. Lolist finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, and decided to land on the ground to see what the red dot was.
The ground grew larger and larger, and Lolist landed lightly on the ground. In front of him was a round red mark, about the size of a basketball. It looked inconspicuous, like a small puddle of blood …
Lolist stepped into the red mark, and with a flash of red light, the entire world became the familiar blood-red color. The blood-red color quickly spread into the distance. Anything touched by the blood-red color would naturally become a part of the blood-red world.
In this blood-red world, Laurist felt like a fish in water. It was as if every blade of grass, every tree, every snake hibernating underground, the gophers digging holes, and the ants diligently moving food could not escape his senses.
Buckingham suddenly had a sense of deja vu and control. He was the god of this blood-red world. As long as he willed it, this blood-red world would change according to his will …
There was a familiar sweet smell in the air, and Lolist took in deep breaths. He could tell that this was the smell he had smelled when he was slaughtering. The screams and curses of his enemies before they died echoed in his ears, forming a passionate, blood-boiling war song that would forever be sung in this blood-red world.
I am the master of this blood-red world, Lolist thought with satisfaction, but at the same time, he felt very, very tired. Soon, the blood-red world began to fade, and all the blood-red color peeled off from everything in this world. Just like how it had spread before, it retreated and gathered under Lolist's feet to form a red mark the size of a basketball. Then, this red mark slowly merged with Lolist …
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Lolist opened his eyes, and the familiar light of dawn entered his eyes. The cabin of the Flying Fish was imprinted in his vision. He turned to look at the right side of the cabin, but there was no sign of Schneider on the small bed. The light of dawn shone into the cabin through the round porthole, and the sky was already bright …
There was nothing out of place. Lolist closed his eyes and began to circulate his Qi, then began to look inside himself. His body was normal, and he was full of energy. In fact, he was even livelier than usual.
Loriste placed his arms behind his head and felt the gentle ripples caused by the Flying Fish of the Kingdom of Dawn sailing over the waves. He began to recall what had happened bit by bit.
He seemed to have fallen into a state of madness. He boarded the large three-masted merchant ship and killed everyone, even the old Great Swordsman in brown clothes. In the end, Aire was the one who woke him up. Then, he wanted to leave, but he fainted …
Now that he was on the Flying Fish of the Kingdom of Dawn, it was obvious that Aire or someone else had brought him back. The familiar shouts of the sailors, guards, and Captain Wilson came from above, indicating that the Flying Fish of the Kingdom of Dawn had already escaped from the encirclement, and was currently heading towards Syrovas Island. However, he did not know how many days he had been unconscious for …
Lolist was curious about how he entered that state of madness after boarding the large three-masted merchant ship. It was as if the entire world had turned blood red, and all the faces of the people on the ship could not be seen clearly. Moreover, their movements were so slow and laughable, as if they were puppets on strings.
Using his special Dynamic Vision, Lolist could clearly see the movements of the enemies he faced before, and they were as slow as he was now. However, that moment was very different. He had entered a special state, and the world had turned blood red. All the enemies, be it from the front or the back, as long as they were on the large three-masted merchant ship, their movements would not escape Lolist's senses.
Lolist could still remember how he felt at that time. It was as if he had become a robot with a heart of stone that did not know fatigue or compassion. No matter how the red figures begged or fled, he would expressionlessly reap their lives. There were even a few sailors who had jumped into the sea to escape, and his javelins had pierced through their bodies …
Even if he had fainted, why did he have that strange dream?
What you think about in the day, you dream at night. Lolist believed that this saying from his previous life was very reasonable. He saw his family's territory and loved ones in his dream because he missed them. He missed the flourishing family's territory, and it strengthened his resolve to protect these beautiful things.
But why did he see that blood red world at the end of the dream, and why did he feel like he was the ruler of this world when he was in that blood red world?
Lolist's mind moved, and he suddenly remembered what he had heard before he beheaded the brown-robed elder. He had said something about a Sword Saint or something like that. Could it be that the elder wasn't looking for a backer, but was saying that the blood red world that he saw, that realm where he could do anything he wanted, was the so-called Sword Saint's Domain?
Forget it. Lolist found it hard to believe that he could become a Sword Saint so easily. This was simply impossible …
Although Lolist had used Qi to cultivate the Metal Water Method passed down by his ancestors in his previous life, he did not believe that he could advance so quickly. Especially since he did not even know if he had reached the end of the Negative Jing stage, because there was no comparison. He did not know what the legendary Transcendent Realm was like, and how he should cultivate to enter it.
Before he was assassinated by Master Swordsman Jared, Lolist had placed himself at the level of a Level 2 Great Swordsman because he could barely fight the Level 2 Great Swordsman Lady Sandy to a draw. But when he was assassinated, Lolist realized that in front of Master Swordsman Jared, who claimed to be half a step into the peak of Level 3 Great Swordsman Jared, his skills were nothing. His family's soldiers had paid a heavy price to save him. Josk was heavily injured, Bofinger was heavily injured, and more than ten Silver-tier Knights and more than four hundred loyal soldiers had sacrificed their lives …
Redi had saved his life, but he had lost his memories due to his injuries. He had also fallen into the hands of the Mountain Barbarians due to his injuries, and suffered the greatest humiliation in both of his lives. It had also left the deepest regret and scars in his heart. After recovering from his injuries, Lolist reflected on his painful experience and trained hard in his swordsmanship and inner energy. He did not dare to relax even after returning to his family's territory, and trained hard day and night. Even when he was busy with family affairs, he still took time out to train. Lolist did not want to experience another assassination.
It was impossible. It had only been a year, and he could not have become a Sword Saint. At most, he would be at the level of a Level 3 Great Swordsman. Even if he became a Sword Saint, his Domain should be ice or frost. What was with the blood red color?
Just as Viscount Christopher, a level 1 Great Swordsman, had said, at first, he could take a hundred moves from Laurist. But as time went on, his moves became shorter and shorter. In the end, he couldn't even take forty moves from Laurist. Viscount Christopher felt that it was too embarrassing and refused to fight Laurist.
He complained that it was not that Lolist's swordsmanship had improved quickly, but that the coldness in Lolist's moves was unbearable. Viscount Christopher had Water Combat Energy, and was easily countered by this coldness. After fighting for a while, he felt that his hands and feet were tied, and he could not use his full strength. Viscount Christopher believed that if Lolist could become a Sword Saint in the future, his Domain would definitely be of the Ice Element.
Just like this time, when he visited an old acquaintance at Dawn Academy in Morent City, Instructor Kelud was in high spirits and insisted on giving Lolist pointers on his swordsmanship. He said that he had trained hard for the past seven years, and there was a high chance that he could become a Level 2 Great Swordsman in the near future. Lolist could not refuse, and could only agree. Yes, Instructor Kelud had Fire Combat Energy, and he could last a little longer, but he could not last more than eighty moves.
Thus, Lolist believed that his current standard was close to that of a Level 3 Great Swordsman, and not at the level of a Sword Saint. Otherwise, he would be able to easily defeat a Level 1 Great Swordsman like Instructor Kelud in ten moves.
But what was going on with that blood-red world? If it was said that he had turned the entire world blood red because he had killed so many people, why did he dream of it? The feeling of controlling the entire world was indescribably wondrous. It was unforgettable and addictive …
Lolist sat up and did a full cycle, confirming that there were no problems with his body, and that he felt great.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw the pleasantly surprised Shi Huard. "Sir, you've slept for two days and two nights, and you've finally woken up. I saw that you were training just now, so I did not disturb you. Are you alright? "
"Haha, I'm fine. I feel great, just a little hungry," Lolist said.
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The deck was a mess, and a dozen or so wounded soldiers wrapped up like mummies were sunbathing. When they saw Lolist come up, they all called out in surprise, "Sir …"
"Sir, you're awake …"
Lolist nodded in response, and then went up the slipway. He saw Captain Wilson steering the ship with his arm in a sling.
"You're injured?"
"Yes, Sir, I was accidentally hit by an arrow …"
"Why are you steering the ship when you're injured? Where's Old Jack?"
Captain Wilson lowered his head. "Old Jack is gone. He was hit by an arrow while retreating, and died on the spot …"
Lolist was silent for a moment, and then took the helm. "I'll do it. Tell me how you escaped after I fainted."
"Sir, when you boarded that large three-masted merchant ship, so many enemies flew towards you. We were all worried to death. But we didn't expect Sir to display his might, and kill them all like slaughtering chickens and dogs. Sir killed them so easily. Everyone, whether it was us or the enemies on the ships, were dumbfounded …
Sir Josk was clear-headed, and reminded us to take the opportunity to push away the two medium-sized two-masted merchant ships connected to our ship. We unlocked the iron chains and escaped. At this time, Sir killed everyone on that ship, and raised the head of an old man and laughed. That laughter was really cold, and I still have goosebumps when I think about it …
At that moment, the sea was completely silent, and the enemies were all shocked. Sir Josk said that Sir's eyes were red, and that you had entered a state of madness, and couldn't distinguish between friend and foe. Sir Eyre could only stand far away and shout at you. Fortunately, Sir was still clear-headed, and we were relieved when you replied to Sir Eyre.
But just as Sir was about to leave, you suddenly fainted on the deck. Sir Eyre rushed forward to carry you back. We hurriedly set sail. However, the moment you fainted, the enemies also woke up. They fired almost all of their long-range weapons at our ship. Fortunately, we were sandwiched between two enemy ships. The ships on the left and right blocked most of the attacks for us. The smoke and fire provided cover for us as we sailed out of the city … "" That's right.
Only when we left the two enemy ships did we receive a fatal attack. Another large three-masted merchant ship fired a large number of fireballs and arrows at us. Old Jack was steering at the time, and a fireball landed on the mast at the very front and started to burn. I went to deal with it, and had the sailors cut down the burning mast under the enemy's long-range attacks. We needed to turn the mast and throw it into the sea. I asked Old Jack to turn the helm, but there was no response. When we got to the berth, we found that he had already been nailed to the helm by a crossbow arrow …
Because of the loss of the mast, we slowed down a lot, and the enemy ships spent half a day to untie the iron chains before they turned around and chased us. That large three-masted merchant ship chased us the fastest, but when Sir Josk caught up, he showed off his prowess and shot down the ship's fore-sail with three arrows, and broke the upper part of the middle mast. That ship fell behind, and the enemy didn't pursue us anymore … "Captain Wilson described the situation in detail.
"How many men did we lose?"
Captain Wilson smiled bitterly, "Of the twenty-eight sailors, only seven are intact, thirteen are wounded, and eight are dead. Of your ten guards, three are dead, and five are injured. Of the five steel crossbow shooters, two are injured. But our guests are all fine. Apart from Old Jack, the others are still here … "
"What about Josk and Aire?"
"Sir Josk is very tired, and has slept for a day and night without waking up. Sir Aire was on duty last night, and just went to rest. Sir, it's fortunate that you woke up. Right now, our ship's speed is not even six knots, and we'll reach the Sad Ocean soon. I'm worried that we'll be robbed, and we're short of men. If we run into those pirates, we won't have anyone to resist … "Captain Wilson said to Laurist in relief.
Laurist smiled, "Alright, don't worry, you'll have a good ship and good sailors soon …"
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