Seven Legendary Sword

What a Waste of Match

Whoosh!!!

Everyone there was shocked, Zerlan moved just to pass their bodies.

"What really happened?" asked the group leader.

Crash!!!

However, within a few moments the four of them had been hit by a slash from the wound that was splattered with blood.

"Uh? How could that happen? Has he done something?"

The man became tense watching Zerlan's strength, from within Zerlan's body appeared a fairly large intimidating aura.

"Now who else should I slash?" said Zerlan while giving a sharp glance.

“Hey, you two!”

The two men turned around with surprised faces.

"Y-Yeah, what's the matter, Leader?"

“You and him face this man quickly, I will take this old man hostage! Hurry up you two fight!” snapped that man at the end of the sentence.

They were forced to step up to satisfy their boss's wishes, their hearts and feelings in their bodies trembled so violently, they were unable to think clearly. Seeing what had happened certainly didn't bode well for them to fight back.

Zerlan lowered his head, slowly his head lifted upwards spreading a serious and sharp gaze.

Zerlan continued to give rise to trembling feelings, they advanced very slowly. Don't want any attacks made by Zerlan.

"Hiyaa!"

One of the two people dared to run towards Zerlan, he waved his sword.

Things!!!

They clashed swords each other, the pressure that they had was completely different. Zerlan didn't really feel anything, but his opponent felt something different. Zerlan's sword pressure was heavy enough that it took a great deal of energy to endure.

“Oi, you help me! Quickly attack him!” rebuked the man to his partner.

“Okay!” The man tries to make an attack on Zerlan.

This condition is quite troublesome, they are sure this plan will work. It was clear that if Zerlan was cornered, the swords were still in a clashing position and on back there was already an attack to be launched.

Things!!!

Glow in Zerlan's eyes only for a moment, then he jerked the sword of the man in front of him, next his attack a deadly slash towards the man who was about to slash.

The leader of the group who saw all this was completely shocked, it happened so fast that he couldn't understand. “H-How can he do that?”

"Heagh..."

Zerlan approached the one man he had snapped before, his eyes fixed on the front. He wanted to slash the man's head quickly.

The man was so scared then he just can only push his legs backwards to escape. "Don't come any closer, don't come any closer, don't come any closer!"

Swung!!!

A sword swinging from twelve o'clock landed with a deadly slash.

Zerlan could sense that Cearuleus was giving himself quite a bit of energy. “I see, you seem to really like slashing someone's head! Alright, this way I won't hesitate to chop off someone's head!”

Zerlan's head started to stare at the group leader, chills instantly spread across his body.

"Do not come close!" shouted the man, pointing the sword at the neck of the old man in front of him. "If you come close I will kill this old man, you don't want him to die, do you?"

Zerlan's eyes narrowed, he was forced to stop to avoid what was about to happen. “Coward, you are nothing more than an insect who only grunts and then makes things seem like things to your advantage!” Zerlan pointed his sword at the man.

"Whatever you say! Right now I will survive no matter what happens, you don't need to call me a bad person. Basically all creatures have demonic traits in their bodies, don't be so chaste, you even have that trait don't you?”

Zerlan was really annoyed to hear the man's words. "Then what are you going to do in a situation like this?"

"Now you drop your sword on the ground, I'll take it! Just once you fight I'll cut off this guy's head!”

Zerlan was actually reluctant to obey that man's wishes, he knew very well that Cearuleus' power should not fall into the hands of others.

"Alright, I'll put this sword on the ground!"

“Heheh… good, now you're three steps ahead of your current distance!”

Zerlan immediately complied with that man's wishes. He took a few steps forward. "Then?"

“Put that sword over there, and then you turn around next go back to where you were before!”

In accordance with what the man said, Zerlan just did as he was told. Slowly his body began to turn and walk away.

The man let go of his embrace, as fast he could approached Cearuleus. “Finally, I can get this sword! No one will be able to beat me now, I will become a creature that—”

The man was initially excited when he got the sword, but slowly his body began to feel something strange. His body was shaking violently, his right hand that was holding Cearuleus felt hot and very sore.

“Eargh… what is this? Why can't I control my body? What should I do? No, no, no…."

The man's body lost its strength, all of his skin and flesh became thin like a meaningless branch.

Zerlan twisted his body. “You are too naive to even touch that sword!” Zerlan took Cearuleus back. "This sword has a soul to choose who wields it!"

Amila quickly left the room when she saw her father and Zerlan getting closer.

"Father…."

Zerlan carried the old man up. “He is currently a bit tired, we should rest him first!”

The old man was immediately laid in the house, his body still looks pale.

Zerlan then exits the room, Amila follows him.

“Master, can you tell me! Who exactly is this Master?” asked Amila in a nervous tone.

Zerlan looked back. “I am the one who got involved in a special matter even the entire village where I live became victims! I must quickly find out who destroyed that village! You better not get into any more trouble, this group is really dangerous!”

“Yes, I know about this! However, I am truly sorry to have involved you in this matter!” Amila lowered her head.

“Huh… never mind, I'll be leaving soon! You still take care of your old father so he is more comfortable!”

Amila nodded.

Zerlan walked away. “Then see you again!”

Amila could only stare at the man's back from a distance which was getting smaller and smaller until it was invisible in her eyes.

Zerlan started to understand how to use Caeruleus.

__To Be Continued ___