The blade reflected the purplish moonlight, making the bewitching purplish edge of the blade even brighter.
When Kieran swung his greatsword down with both hands, [Arrogant Word] didn't just tear the air apart, it even tore apart the illusionary scene of tens of thousands of people being slaughtered with a roar that sounded like a category 12 hurricane.
KABOOM!
The illusions were like bubbles under the sun, popping with a bang but a deafening explosion sounded.
[Arrogant Word]'s giant blade pressed down hard on the rusty longsword, even Burwell's feet were pressed into the ground.
SS + Strength wasn't of Advanced Rank.
Still, it had exceeded the limits of a common man.
More so, Kieran had the upper hand since he was pressing down from the top.
So, without a doubt, Burwell was in a disadvantageous position.
Not only was his feet pressed into the ground by the tremendous force, even his organs suffered a heavy impact.
But Burwell didn't care.
The archpriest widened his mouth and smiled at Kieran.
Instantly, blood gushed out from Burwell's mouth uncontrollably, staining his snow-white teeth red and dripping down from the corner of his mouth.
However, the blood didn't fall to the ground, instead, it defied common sense and flew towards the rusty longsword.
The blood merged into the rusty longsword without any delay.
Wung!
The rusty longsword suddenly let out a buzzing sound.
The bright red rust started to vibrate instantly, like arrows fired from a powerful crossbow, all of them were fired at Kieran.
Fast!
Kieran was caught off guard.
However, it wasn't Burwell's killer move.
Sou Sou Sou!
An air-breaking sound later, a cold glare appeared.
The sword, which was full of rust a moment ago, was now as bright as new. Not only was there no trace of rust, but it also gave off a chill that made people tremble.
Moreover, the most shocking thing was that this sword was actually … a flexible sword!
With a spin, the soft sword wrapped around [Arrogant Word] like a snake, the tip of the sword was like a venomous snake's fangs, following the flying rust and heading towards Kieran's neck.
Two layers of Powerful Force Field Barriers and rust flashed in a flash.
Although [Primus Scale] didn't have enough energy to block the second slash, it bought enough time for Kieran to raise his right hand.
An ice crystal shield appeared in front of the flexible sword.
Ding!
When the tip of the flexible sword stabbed into the Ice Crystal Shield, the tip of the sword penetrated about an inch. Then, the Ice Crystal Shield shook.
Pa!
Amidst the clear noise, [Seattle Right Hand] and [Hand Shield] with extremely strong defense were shattered just like that, but the advancing tip of the sword shook a little.
[Seattle Right Hand]'s [Hand Shield]'s strongest point wasn't its strongest defense below Advance Rank but the freezing attack when the defense ended and the damage reflection when the defense was broken. More blood spurted from Burwell's mouth.
But after a short pause, the tip of the sword pierced forward again.
Burwell didn't stop even when he saw another ice shield appear.
He was fearless.
He, pressed forward courageously.
Witnessing this scene, the surrounding people's expressions changed.
"He doesn't even care about his own body, what a madman!
Even though he is old, he is still an old madman! "
The archpriest of Valiant Temple muttered repeatedly but his eyes never left the battlefield. He wanted to see the final result.
So did the others.
"I know right.
Ryan isn't bad but he still can't compare to Burwell.
The young Ryan doesn't know what it means to risk your life! "
The archpriest of Love Temple sighed, as if she felt pity for a young man with a bright future who died just like that.
But right away, the archpriest widened his eyes.
It wasn't just the High Priest. Everyone else's eyes were wide open.
The archpriest of Valiant Temple even opened his mouth wide.
"Madman!
Another madman! "
Such mutterings came out from the archpriest's mouth but no one refuted him.
Because they saw Burwell's sword pierce through the ice shield again.
They saw Burwell's sword pierce towards Kieran again.
He saw Kieran not dodge, instead, he dished out a kick with a normal expression.
Fuung!
A fierce wind burst out from Burwell's foot and the tip of the kick was aimed at Burwell's abdomen.
The tip of the sword was getting closer.
The tip of the kick was getting closer.
Risking his life for another!
Risking his life that Kieran didn't know?
What a joke!
From the moment he entered the underground game, Kieran had the thought of risking his life for another.
Kieran loved his own life.
But he knew retreating would only lead to death.
It was before!
It was still the same now!
Against Burwell, Kieran could have ended the battle in a more skillful and easy way.
But he couldn't afford to drag it out!
He didn't have the time!
Just when everything should have ended, the other party strangely appeared again. Why was this happening?
The answer wasn't hard to guess.
A person like Burwell wouldn't simply change his original decision.
There was only one reason why Burwell would go back on his words.
The God behind Burwell, God of Sin, Abell.
That Interrogator was rumored to be strict and cold, for such a God to give the order personally, there must be a reason behind it but it wasn't Kieran.
It was because of … Thorn Temple!
Kieran knew it very well.
If the God of Sin really made a move against him, it wouldn't just be Archpriest Burwell who appeared before him, the officiant would be there as well.
As for where the officiant went?
Naturally, they would join forces with the Wealth Temple to attack the Thorn Temple.
Although Thorn Temple's archpriest, Syro, and officiant, Barry, were both in Thorn Temple, it would be a battle to the death if it was three against two.
In order to make the battle smoother, Burwell appeared in front of Kieran and stalled the only person who could possibly provide support.
Of course, after all these arrangements, Burwell's ultimate goal was still Lady Thorn.
Kieran didn't know what Burwell and Lady Wealth were scheming.
The secrets of the Gods were still out of his reach for now.
But he knew he had to stop Burwell.
Otherwise, he would lose his only base in Naveya City.
If he didn't want to be chased by Sin Temple and Wealth Temple after the battle, or even the Gods themselves dealing with him, the fish that escaped the net, the only thing he could do now was to end the battle as soon as possible.
Cowering under the threat of death?
That wasn't Kieran.
Kieran looked at the tip of the sword that was about to pierce him.
He looked at his opponent who was smiling viciously.
Kieran suddenly took in a deep breath.
[Arrogant Word] allowed him to sweep across the battlefield, anyone who wasn't as strong as him would be sliced in half by the sharp edge of his blade.
The Kicking Technique, which was a combination of many skills, also gave him a complete and powerful bare-handed technique. Anyone who underestimated him bare-handed would suffer the consequences.
However, it wasn't his strongest power.
It could only be considered …
Basic!
Even Kieran didn't plan to use his strongest power after this.
It wasn't necessary.
"Do you know in a certain place, a lot of people call me the Chosen One?"
His words were soft.
It was so soft that only Burwell could hear it.
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