âWhat?â
âHe died⦠Just like that?â
Xerxes and the others werenât too surprised, mainly because they didnât understand the background of
these outsiders.
The few sect members, however, had their eyes widened, wondering if they were dreaming. They
couldnât believe that this kid from the Wastelands could dodge his attacks.
They viewed him as a mere weakling, who hadnât even achieved Nascent Soul, unworthy of even
cleaning their shoes. Yet, he had dodged the attack of Azrael, their eighth sworn brother, and
beheaded him so swiftly.
âThis canât be real.â
âHow could these natives possibly wield such powers?!â
They coincidentally rubbed their eyes simultaneously as they tried to get a better view. The result was
still the same, though, Azrael was truly dead.
Ishac said slowly, âAre you all surprised enough? Wondering why wasteland natives could kill you
outsiders so easily? Thatâs because you are all outdated and uninformed!â
Ishac
Alex
âWhat a bunch of arrogant fools, coming to our earth, thinking you can do whatever you want? You
guys thought wrong.â
Ron glared at the crowd and took a deep breath. âIndeed, we have underestimated you, but⦠This
ends here.â
âFormation!â
Whoosh!
The remaining six disciples immediately moved into a sword formation. At the same time, they went on
full alert.
Ron said spookily, âOnce the formation is set, youâll definitely be killed! Natives, we give you one last
chance. Men, kill yourselves. Women, surrender without struggle and satisfy our sexual desires.
Otherwise, youâll all die!â
Xerxes became so furious, he kicked away Azraelâs dead body. âF*ck! You really think youâre
something, huh..?!â
Clang!
The shadow of a sword passed by above Azrael, forming some sort of sword lock.
To everyoneâs surprise, the beheaded Azrael turned into ashes within seconds, under the sword lock.
Not even one drop of blood was spilled in the process.
âOh, sh*t!â
Xerxes, who was just about to rush forward, shuddered and stumbled back a few steps. It was all too
terrifying for him to bear.
âThatâs one sharp sword formation!â
He looked at Ishac. âJosua, do you have any way to solve the situation?â
Ishac
Alex
Josua,
Alex,
Ishac frowned, he did have ideas, but the situation wasnât as simple as it looked. Even though he had
just killed a man in one slash, it was also Azraelâs sword that allowed him to understand the powers of
this sword formation.
Ishac
Alex
Just now, heâd almost been stabbed by the sword. It was very swift and had a strong attraction force
similar to a black hole. Anything that was captured by the formation would be exterminated.
He said, âBe careful, donât let their formation be within a meter of you.â
Just then, the old man spoke up. âTheir formation isnât invincible. Its weakness will appear at the peak
of the formation. After immense power comes diminishment. It will be easily defeated then.â
Ron had goosebumps as he heard the old manâs words.
âYou old fool, who exactly are you? What nonsense are you gibbering about? Iâll kill you first.â
He reacted in such a way because the old man was completely right. That was the biggest weakness
of the sword and the ultimate secret of their sect.
Even some of their disciples donât know about this. Ron was their team leader, and he was an elite
member, and since he had heard his master talk about this weakness before, he knew about it. Thus,
all things considered, he decided he had to kill the old man first.
âYouâll have to go through me!â Ishac moved forward and shielded the old man behind him.
Ishac
Alex
Xerxes held the Bronze Sword of the Seven Stars in one hand and the Immortal Slicing Formation in
the other and stepped forward.
He and Ishac stood back to back. âJosua, letâs finish this quickly and leave one or two alive for
information. I have a bad feeling about this. My brow keeps twitching I wonder if Jadeâ¦â
Ishac
Alex
Josua,
Alex,
âKill them!â Ishac shouted.
Ishac
Alex
Xerxes, who was worried about his wife, charged forward. The flag in his hand waved, and the sword in
the other hand slashed in the air. However, after the first attack, he noticed that something was offâ¦
âWhereâs Ishac?â