Swordsman Chronicles: Art of the Sword

CHAPTER 25

“We can land here!” yelled the platoon as he then jumped off the helicopter.

He opened his parachute and just slowly drops to the ground. The three students followed as the helicopter won’t be able to lower itself further so that it won’t be caught by the demons who are constantly jumping from the ground. As Kendrick went down with his chute open, he looked below him to see the dozens of helicopters remains, and that indicates that lowering your chopper means death. They all landed on the ground and fixed their chutes as people will land here shortly after them. The first impression Kendrick have on this place was goosebumps. He felt that it was if something was crawling up his skin. The place was dark, misty, and pretty much worn out. There were no growing plants around, just remains of the swordsmen and women who died defending this border. Swords of the fallen are scattered around this area, as if it was a graveyard. And now Kendrick knows why this place is giving him the creeps. A