Seven Legendary Sword

Sign That Make You Must Be Serious

Zerlan was confused whether he should believe the mysterious man's words. His heart was confused, especially since he had dreamed before that six people were wielding swords. Each sword pointed at him with sharp eyes.

"Are you still confused?" asked the man. “I will tell you about the history of that sword! The sword used to have no owner, from the very beginning it was a disaster for anyone who dared to wield it! The sword just appeared when everyone was trying to be the greatest. When the other six swords have gained the user only one sword that cannot be controlled is the seventh sword and that sword is currently in your hands!”

The man's index finger pointed at Zerlan, his gaze was so sharp he couldn't take his eyes off Zerlan's face

Zerlan slowly turned his head back towards the sword beside him. "Is it true this sword has a curse?"

“If you still doubt what I say, then I will prove it to you!”

A strange phenomenon occurred, right before Zerlan's eyes a magic circle appeared. The bright light dazzles the eyes.

  Within a few seconds a monster had appeared, the monster named Shilion. A white lion with a fiery red mane.

“Groagh!”

The monster roared loudly to create a fairly large wind wave.

Zerlan immediately stood up. "What is this?" His hands were shaking violently, he couldn't imagine that a vicious monster would appear.

"Do it!"

Shilion started dashed towards Zerlan, the monster's body was about 4 meters tall. The monster's four legs accelerated very quickly.

"How is this?" Zerlan was terrified. "Tch!" But there is no other choice.

Zerlan put on a standby position, the monster made a death attack, Zerlan managed to block both claws even though his body had to be pushed.

"Huh..." Zerlan took a deep breath. "I can't be afraid, just think of all of this as an exercise that I do often!" He began to remember that one thing that must always be in his heart, namely inner peace.

“Heeh… apparently this guy is great! He has extraordinary strength, I think he is very suitable to use that sword! Interesting!"

After steadying his heart Zerlan put on a alert position. “I will do what I have to do!” His eyes glanced at the sword. "I don't understand what he's saying, but if you really can help me in dealing with this monster then I will be very grateful!"

The orb on the sword suddenly gave off a light, the light was so dim that Zerlan didn't notice it, but the masked man noticed it. It was the response of the sword that no one else had ever wanted to wield.

Shilion made another attack, he prepared to jump a second time. Moments later the monster quickly jumped up, its hooves and fangs ready to tear Zerlan's body apart.

Zerlan furrowed his brows. "Come on!"

Zerlan's actions were very fast. Just as Shilion's body almost reached him, Zerlan did a roll then he stood up and moved towards Shilion.

Crash!!!

When the monster turned to the right Zerlan's sword had already hit his face very roughly. Blood splattered out on Zerlan's face.

Shilion roared, reflexively the monster was about to counterattack with its left claw.

Zerlan noticed the arrival of Shilion's claws, quickly he swung sword towards the claws.

The monster's claws had already been torn apart, some of its toes had fallen to the ground.

"Garrgh..." A groan of pain escaped Shilion's mouth, but this was not over.

Zerlan without thinking immediately jumped on top of Shilion's head. Again the sword injures Shilion, this time the sword entered into the flesh of Shilion's head. The monster shook its head, the pain it was receiving was excruciatingly painful.

Zerlan did not remain silent, the sword was brutally used to tear the skin and flesh of Shilion's head. The monster stopped moving, it groaned in pain. A sensation he had never felt before, blood was constantly running down Zerlan's face.

Zerlan's tenacity managed to tear all the bones of Shilion's head, the monster then began to fall.

“Huh… huh… huh…!” Zerlan's lungs were so tight, it took him a lot of energy to do all that.

“Prok… prok… prok…!” The masked man gave a standing ovation.

Zerlan didn't like it at all, his eyes continued to glow with anger. “I already understand who this person really is! It is likely that he is a being with evil intentions!”

“Oh… he seems to have started to change his attitude!” The more interested the man saw Zerlan gave himself a sharp glare full of hatred. “Looks like you already understand who I am!”

“Yes, I already understand perfectly! I'm sure that you're not a good person who came to give a warm greeting!”

"I think you are too far, if I don't give you a warm greeting, I might attack you!" The man's tone became heavier than before.

The atmosphere became completely different than before, they were giving each other sharp glares. Zerlan couldn't take his eyes off the man, he was sure that the man had a million devious plans.

“Answer my question honestly! What do you want to do? Why did you suddenly appear right on the day that I learned the harsh truth?” Zerlan's sword was pointed at the man for an intimidating effect.

“Heheh… you are more mature than before! Well I'll tell you, I came here just to say hello to a new creature that has entered this cruel world! Once you have the sword don't think everything will be the same. You will encounter various obstacles and you will also become the target of other sword users! One thing I can say is that the sword will curse anyone who wields it, the curse will make you the target of several strong people who have been looking for the sword! The message you got from the old man actually asked you to keep the location of the sword hidden, but instead you took it away so you are destined to go through a destiny you never imagined…”

After saying that the man disappeared turning into a black crow that flew away. The man's laughter echoed throughout the area, Zerlan didn't like his tone at all.

"Damn it! That means I need to get out of here right away!” Zerlan looked up at the stars. “Am I physically mature?” Zerlan couldn't understand at all what had happened today, but he could only conclude that some strong people would come and reclaim the sword in his hand.

__To Be Continued__