Anders narrowly dodged an attack that could've ended his life."W-What?" The crowd was shocked again.If Glenn slaying Nestor was seen as a sneaky move, this last attack was pure dominance! It surprised everyone when Anders, one of Oakvale's four princes and known as the God of War, couldn't even block Glenn's attack. This stark difference in their strength revealed that Glenn, the seemingly unassuming disciple of the Sword Union, was actually the most powerful among Oakvale's four princes."My sword doesn't care about a nobody. Just scram!" Glenn said calmly. His words echoed through the mountain.Some commanders hesitated, stuck between moving forward or stepping back. Dealing with Abigail was tough, and now Glenn's sudden betrayal made things even trickier. The chance of winning seemed to vanish. Yet, they couldn't just retreat; military orders bound them, and leaving now would lead to trouble."Not leaving? Then prepare for death." Glenn lifted his sword again, cutting
Sensing Dustin's confusion, Glenn explained, "Aunt Alba had a conflict with the family years ago. So, she chose to leave and cut ties."After she passed away, my mom and I went to West Lucozia to pay our respects and told your dad who we were. But it seems he didn't mention it to you.""I haven't been back in ten years," Dustin said with a complicated expression.The revelation about his mom's past explained why she hadn't returned to her home.He decided that once everything was sorted out, he would visit and pay his respects to her as well.Trying to change the subject, Glenn said suddenly, "Your sword is impressive. Can I have it?"Dustin, taken aback, asked, "What?""It looks like a no," Glenn said casually. "Well then, let's find a chance to have a fight. If you lose, the sword is mine. If you win, my sword is yours."Dustin was left speechless. The sudden shift from family talk to suggesting a fight was confusing."Don't worry. I won't take advantage of your state now.
Abigail quietly prayed, "I hope Uncle Seth wins."…At the top of the mountain, Alaric stood with the Inferno Fury Spear, his hair messy and his eyes glowing red. Terrifying waves of energy continuously surged from within him. The force was so intense that even the Inferno Fury Spear started to bend slightly, its tip vibrating wildly. On the other side, Seth, holding the Dragon Sparrow Sword, was surrounded by a bright golden light, blending perfectly with the sword.Both of them went all out, starting the final fight. They understood that whoever lost now would definitely face ultimate defeat.The spear and sword collided incessantly, unleashing concentric waves of colorful light. It concealed destructive power potent enough to kill powerful grandmaster martial artists. After struggling intensely for about three minutes, Alaric's Inferno Fury Spear slowly gained ground, pushing back Seth's Dragon Sparrow Sword. It was clear that Alaric had the upper hand in personal cultiv
At that moment, Alaric felt a mix of shock, confusion, and sheer panic. He couldn't figure out how Seth mastered astral projection, but one thing was clear—it was a bad omen!This technique bypassed physical defenses, energy barriers, and all forms of protection and struck directly at the soul. It was a force that defied resistance and left no room for defense. Apart from Arion, no one else in the world could withstand such a formidable assault.As Seth's spirit projected, blood started oozing from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. His skin even cracked, showing how much this technique took a toll on him.For a person to employ such an extreme measure before attaining the realm of terrestrial immortality would inevitably result in irreversible damage. This explained why Seth had only resorted to this desperate move at the eleventh hour."Alaric! Your unilateral decisions, causing harm to the innocent—today, I'll be the one to guide you to the afterlife!" Seth's projected astra
Despite narrowly avoiding death, Alaric couldn't shake off the pain lingering in his soul. The fear and despair felt impossible to shake off as they kept tormenting him."Mr. Drakon, are you okay?" Cesar hurried to Alaric's side, standing protectively."I'm alive? I made it?" Alaric gawked in disbelief. He could not believe that he had escaped certain death when he witnessed Seth's astral projection.He believed that he was the chosen one, after all."Mr. Drakon, I sensed trouble and acted fast. So, I shot an arrow and got Seth injured. Thankfully, it saved you just in time," Cesar boasted.Hearing this, Alaric glanced at Seth, who looked weak. Seth was bleeding from seven orifices and struggling to stand. At that moment, Alaric felt a mix of surprise and relief. He let out a triumphant laugh. "Hahaha! Well done. From now on, you're an elder in the Dragon Guard!""Thank you, Chief Guildmaster!" Cesar said with a bright smile, nodding."Seth, bet you didn't see that one coming?
"Quick! Run for your life!"Seth's overwhelming power and growing intensity terrified Alaric. Alaric had lost all courage to resist and fled without a second thought.Seth's astral projection was the result of a risky technique, pushing him to the edge of injury. But what he faced now was a true breakthrough. In an instant, he went from being the ultimate grandmaster to entering the realm of terrestrial immortals. At this level, each move had the power to shatter the world. Even at his best, with vital force shielding him, Alaric wouldn't dare to face Seth directly. So, the smartest move was to escape.Alaric was convinced that Seth's breakthrough was just a temporary surge. He anticipated that Seth would face a setback afterward, making him vulnerable and an easy target at that point."How dare you attempt a breakthrough in my presence? You're just asking for trouble!"Recalling his past successful sneak attack, Cesar quickly drew his bow and focused all his energy to create
A vibrant purple sword aura zoomed through the air, racing toward Oakvale at an incredible speed. Starting at three feet, it grew an inch for every foot, rapidly expanding to over thirty feet in just a few moments.As the sword aura moved, the sky and the ground changed colors, and thunder rumbled. It sliced through the clouds, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut in its wake.Growing and speeding up, the purple sword aura appeared to possess the power to reshape the very essence of reality. It instilled a bone-chilling awe in those who witnessed it.As Seth unleashed this mighty stroke, Alaric, the second-ranked on the Astonishing World List, had wisely retreated ten miles away. The once-confident powerhouse was now sweating and panicking."Madman! You're a madman! Risking soul and sanity to boost your cultivation? I won't indulge your madness!"Alaric cursed vehemently as he fled toward the Dragon Guard, seeking refuge in the protection of vital force and ancient formations. He f
Alaric's unexpected demise happened out in the wilderness. His lifeless body eventually became a meal for wild dogs. Nobody expected that the second-ranked Astonishing World List powerhouse and Chief Guildmaster of Dragon Guard would end up as a meal for wild animals. Ironically, not even his bones were spared from this undignified fate.…Meanwhile, a pressing assembly unfolded in Dragon Guard, gathering esteemed venerated members, elders, and officials.Two hours had elapsed since Chief Guildmaster Alaric emerged from seclusion, yet there was still no sign of him. Under normal circumstances, this wouldn't raise an alarm.They were aware that he was in a fierce battle with Seth, the Sword Whisperer, who matched him closely in strength. Even though Alaric might have been stronger one-on-one, there was still concern about a possible surprise attack from the West Lucozian monarchy."Any updates from Chief Guildmaster's side?"Urgency marked the entrance of a white-bearded eld