NOVEL NEXT Chapter 120: Chapter 119
The sticky darkness is undulating.
Alan 'heard' his own voice.
"unnecessary."
"Just chop it down."
"Let me see what it is"
"A king-level sword of light."
The part about 'desire' needs to be clarified, otherwise the subsequent plot will be a bit abrupt.
Good night everyone~ There will be a turning point tomorrow.
145. Chapter 143: The Killing Intent Meets the Sword of Light with All Its Strength
145.
"Let me see what a king-level sword of light is."
Alan blocked his perception of the sound and gave up restraining his murderous intent.
At this moment, he was in the "sensation flow" of extreme compression and concentration.
Wisps of 'vibration' spread from his throat to the surrounding area, spreading forward in the sticky darkness like ripples on the surface of a lake.
That is one's own sharpness.
It is also my own murderous intention.
Slapping on the 'darkness' five meters ahead.
Slap on.
Above the white murderous 'line' that Gilenu tried his best to suppress but was still leaping!
Murderous intent!
Boarding!
Each of them creates ripples!
Then it started to boil!
At this moment, the surrounding "darkness" was like sticky sewage inserted into a red-hot fire stick, constantly bubbling and being "prised" by the surging murderous intent!
Expand! Shake!
The ripples surged, creating huge waves!
Amid the roar of the waves!
The same 'vibration' from the throat gave her response!
"good!"
All the bubbles burst!
White lines swam in the darkness, leaving long traces of light.
In just a moment, it reached Alan's waist!
It was so fast that he couldn't do anything about it!
Alan was forced out of the state of sensation!
The world is colored!
The bloody blade seemed to jump across the distance in space and appeared directly in front of Alan's waist and abdomen!
——
Rudy is watching the game.
This time, he opened his eyes wide, not wanting to miss the top sword skills of the Sword God Style that Allen and Paul had often talked about in the past two years.
As a time traveler, he knew very well how extraordinary this world of swords and magic was.
Especially when performing magic, the magic power roams in his body, and he often even feels that magic is omnipotent.
Even though the highest level of magic he knew was only Saint level.
How does that apply to swordsmanship?
In this world, there are unreasonable swordsmen who are higher in status and stronger than magicians, who can split stubborn stones with wooden swords.
The Sword God Style technique was on the same level as the secret of the 'Sense Style' that Alan couldn't even understand.
What should it look like?
This is a sword of light swung by a king-level sword.
He looked straight at Gileno and the knife at his waist.
Then, he was distracted.
What was that experience like?
It was as if the world was in a bustling city in the last second, and the world was at rest in the next second.
He was stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly.
It's not that the world is silent.
At the moment when he was puzzled, Gileno's figure disappeared from his sight.
Oops! I didn't see it again!
He turned his head sharply and was about to look at where Alan was.
But at the moment his neck turned.
A huge roar exploded in the field! The whistling wind turned into a visible "shock wave" that spread out in all directions from where Alan was!
Before he could see the situation clearly, the dust on the ground had already blinded Rudy's eyes.
Amid the violent wind, the familiar buzzing sound finally came to my ears.
Rudy closed his eyes and a blessing came to his mind.
It wasn't that the world was silent just now.
But my hearing disappeared!
The sound waves generated by the sword blade stirring the air surged over him, making him deaf for a moment.
Because the sword blade is faster than last time! So the tinnitus also comes later than last time!
Rudy struggled to open his eyes.
He saw where the wind was coming from.
In sight.
The leaves above my head were blown down by the wind.
In the gaps between fallen leaves.
Alan's figure remained motionless, the blade extending from his hand
Put it in front of you.
And the front end of his blade.
A knife hovered.
From the hands of Gilenu.
Once again, Alan placed the blade 'just right' where it should be.
Using his 'sensory flow' that goes beyond his own logical cognition.
Once again, the point of attack was determined.
Rudy's eyes widened.
His hearing was slowly returning, and Alice's cheers beside him became clearer and louder.
It also made his mood rise.
He also wanted to shout a few times to express his excitement.
This is a king-level sword of light, and even Alan can block it.
Doesn't it mean his ability
The next moment, Allen's voice floated from the air, but Rudy, who was very familiar with Allen, froze in his expression.
Two words.
"pity."
The tone was somewhat cold, somewhat dissatisfied, and somewhat regretful.
It wasn't a victory speech to Killenu.
It's more like
What you said to yourself.
——
In the center of the huge shock wave caused by the sword pressure mixed with fighting spirit, Alan's bangs were blown into disarray and slowly fell from the air in front of his eyes.
He lowered his eyes.
She held Gileno's knife steadily in front of his waist.
It is exactly the same as the first Holy Sword of Light.
Still fifteen centimeters.
There is no error at all.
Why does the wind blow?
Because she abruptly retracted her knife force just fifteen centimeters in front of Alan.
The momentum was contained, but the 'power' brought by the blade was poured into the air without reservation.
A huge air flow escape occurred, like an explosion.
Gileno in front of him was looking at the blade that Alan had placed across his body with surprise, his expression full of amazement and undisguised admiration.
Alan just shook his head and spoke again.
"What a pity."
Gilenu's tail swung back and forth.
"What a pity? Are you too modest? Honestly, I am already amazed that you were able to judge the landing point of the Light Sword this time."
"I've never seen a Saint-level swordsman who can 'see' my Light Sword. No, I haven't even seen a King-level one. My previous opponents of the same level all responded in advance based on their understanding of the Light Sword, either by dodging or getting out of the Light Sword's range. No one has ever been able to accurately judge where the sword would land."
"Including the Water God Style opponents I once encountered."
These words reminded Alan of the scene in the original book where two armies were fighting at the edge of a big forest after the other side had made a big transfer. Alan lost his mind and chopped an oncoming swordsman into pieces.
The other party didn't even have time to lift his knife.
This is the Light Sword of the Emperor-level goalkeeper Gileno.
At this moment, the sound of Alice and Rudy's hurried footsteps rang in my ears.
Alan raised the blade.
Show it in advance to Alice and Rudy who came running over.
The sunlight shone on his blade, reflecting a cold light mixed with a chilling 'breath'.
That was Alan no longer holding back, letting the murderous intent that was still in his belly pour out.
Alice shuddered and stopped walking with her heel brake. She frowned and looked at Alan hesitantly and carefully, then looked at Gileno who was sheathing his knife beside her.
"What happened just now? Why do you say it's a pity? Who won?"
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