Sword Master In The Strange World

Chapter 7: That person was Jonas.

Jonas had no intention of wasting any more time here. He swung his sword and swiftly sliced through the necks of the two men, causing them to fall to the ground, lifeless and without a word of protest.

Perhaps the earlier scream had been too loud, as it attracted a group of people to the scene.

“What’s going on? What’s with all that screaming...” A leader among them spoke with a gruff voice, but when he witnessed the scene before him, he froze for a moment before eyeing Jonas cautiously, along with the others.

“Who are you, and why are you causing trouble here?” He muttered to himself, as if questioning his own actions.

At this point, one of the thugs cautiously asked, “Boss, should we inform the master? This guy seems... difficult to deal with.”

“No need. He’s just a blind man. Trivial matters like this don’t need to bother the master.”

“Alright...”

Then, a chorus of unsheathing swords resounded, and the group drew their weapons before charging toward Jonas.

“It seems you don’t know your limits,” Jonas sneered, then swung his sword. Wherever his blade went, the men screamed in agony. Jonas defeated the thugs by dodging their attacks and hitting their arteries, causing them to bleed and die. They were nothing more than bravado.

He gracefully sidestepped, parrying blows, and with a swift motion of his sword, he severed limbs and sent his attackers flying. In less than ten minutes, he had dealt with the entire group, leaving behind a crimson-stained area.

Jonas smirked. Since arriving in this world, this was the first time he had taken action, and it was also the first time he had killed so many.

He then stepped over the corpses, walking through the puddles of blood being absorbed by the snow, and advanced toward the vampire’s mansion.

The path ahead seemed incredibly smooth, as most of the guards stationed outside the mansion had already been dealt with by Jonas. As he ventured further inside, he encountered a few more obstacles, but he dispatched them all.

Based on information he had gathered from the small fry he had encountered earlier, Jonas determined the vampire was in the main hall hosting a feast.

He had stolen the lives of so many young, beautiful girls with bright futures ahead of them. And he could do so with such ease. It was as if fate had been too lenient with him.

Before long, Jonas found himself at the entrance of the main hall. From outside, he could hear the faint sound of laughter and music emanating from within.

This was maddening.

Jonas took a few steps back, then swung his sword. His blade emitted a brilliant flash, like lightning, and he effortlessly sliced the door in half.

A resounding crash followed as the door fell to the ground, looking like a discarded piece of junk.

This sudden, unexpected attack stunned the people inside, both astonishing and terrifying them. The music, laughter, and frivolity abruptly came to a halt.

Jonas could sense the atmosphere in the room. There were about several dozen people inside, and they all emitted an unpleasant, putrid odor.

“What’s going on...”

“Who is that?”

“Why did he come in here?”

The murmurs and questions filled the room as Jonas paid no attention to them. He advanced further inside, and he could sense that as he approached, the vampires retreated, creating a space between themselves and him.

“It’s quite peculiar...”

“Indeed...”

“He looks like a beggar...”

“He’s blind.”

Jonas walked into the center of the main hall and then stopped. He could smell the alcohol, the scent of food, the scent of debauchery and indulgence. These creatures, by all rights, should have been the ones dead.

At that moment, a haughty voice suddenly rang out, dripping with arrogance: “Who are you? How dare you barge in here? Do you even know where you are?”

Jonas didn’t bother to answer any of his questions but countered, “Are you the master of the group outside and these vampires?”

“That’s right. Oh, are you here to be my servant? Your performance is rather impressive.”

He said, his words slurred.

“Enough talk. I take your life.”

With that, he lunged forward, his toes dabbing the ground, and in a gentle but swift motion, he propelled his entire body upwards. He swung his sword, aiming for the head of the vampire.

The sudden and forceful attack caught the vampire off guard, but he reacted by rolling to the side to avoid it.

Jonas’s strike missed its target and hit the ground instead, splitting it in half. The powerful shockwave from this attack caused those nearby to panic and start looking for an escape route.

But today, Jonas had no intention of letting anyone escape. He spun and swung his sword, creating a circle of light that killed everyone within three meters.

Quickly, the ground beneath Jonas’s feet was soaked with blood.

However, the vampire was still alive, and Jonas knew it. At the very least, he wasn’t an easy opponent to defeat.

He jumped up and rushed out of the window. Jonas felt the sudden movement and pursued.

He ran to the hill to the west, then stopped, as if he had realized he couldn’t run any further and had no choice but to face Jonas.

On a hill to the west of the town, for some unknown reason, the wind blew stronger than usual. Even the flocks of crows flying in search of food suddenly changed direction, soaring erratically with frantic cries. It appeared they had encountered something terrifying. The thorn bushes on top of the hill looked like skeletal hands reaching out to the ground. When a gust of wind passed by, several branches fell to the ground. The dry branches, touching the earth, produced eerie sounds that, combined with the cries of the crows, created a truly haunting atmosphere.

Two men stood face to face on the top of the hill. The man on the left was dressed entirely in black, holding a long, sharp sword in his hand. His exposed hand had turned a dark, ashy black, with black veins visible on his neck. The young man facing him was in his late twenties to early thirties, but more precisely, he was blind. He looked like a beggar, with clothes patched together from various scraps. Yes, that man was Jonas.

“Haha, do you think I’m afraid of you?” The man in black said, laughing as his neck veins became more pronounced, making him look even more sinister.

“I gave you a chance to live. You’re a fool if you keep going. You’re stepping into the realm of the Supreme Being, and I am His emissary. The emissary of the Supreme Being possesses great power.”

After the man in black finished speaking, he slowly removed the hood from his head, revealing a face that appeared to have been corroded by acid. His face was covered in protruding scars and wounds that resembled burns but weren’t. His face was gaunt and haggard, his eyes sinister and cunning, as if he wanted to consume those around him. He stared at Jonas and then burst into laughter. He raised his hands to the sky, as if receiving orders from the Supreme Being, who was also his master.

“It was indeed me. I abducted those girls and killed them. I brought them to a cave, kept them imprisoned, and day by day, I drained their life force. Do you know, young women in their prime provide the most nutritious feast? They have given me a significant amount of power!”

As he spoke, he looked at his hands with a sinister sense of satisfaction. It seemed like he took pride in it, as if those lives were merely valuable possessions to him.

“Have you thought about the price you will pay?” Jonas asked, his face chilling. He had come here today to confirm this and to be the one to put an end to it.

Jonas spoke up. Although his eyes couldn’t see the other guy’s gestures right now, he knew he was definitely gloating. Jonas couldn’t help but feel pain in his heart. The other person slaughtered a kind girl like Selene. He saw girls like Selena as simply his trophies and acted mercilessly. regret. It was he who took the life of the only person who treated him well in this world. He will definitely pay the price.

“Pay the price? It’s ridiculous? Now I have the power in my hands. Who can do anything for me? Furthermore, being a part of my power is their honor.”

Having said that, he swung his sword directly at Jonas. The sharp sword quickly approached the person in front of him, only a finger’s length away from Jonas’s face.

Jonas frowned slightly, the guiding stick in his hand quickly transformed into a sword. Chipped but containing an extremely formidable power.

Jonas raised his sword, slashing hard at the tip of the opponent’s sword. Then he quickly changed his position, turned around to avoid the opponent’s attack, and stabbed the tip of the sword directly into the shoulder of the man in black. The sword in his hand fell to the ground. He held his shoulder with one hand and picked up the sword from the ground with the other. Not letting him have his way, Jonas slashed, breaking the other man’s sword in half. Then he gave him another stab on the elbow.

Soon, the man in black was cornered. He continuously backed away until behind him was the foot of the mountain.

“Stop, if you kill me, you will pay the price. Soon, darkness will cover this world. My Almighty will give you a lesson. Remember, to him you are nothing.”