Jared waited for a long time, but no sword marionette appeared. He promptly decided to pull the sword out of the rock. Blinding light streaked before him just as he neared the sword. Another elderly man appeared beside the rock.
Then, the elderly man reached out and pulled the sword out of the rock. Menacing waves of sword energy burst forth from the sword and rushed toward Jared.
That’s too fast! Jared could barely react in time. He only had time to blink before the explosive sword energy sent him flying back. Fresh, bloody wounds appeared on his body.
His Dragonslayer Sword greedily absorbed the massive amount of sword energy all this time. However, Jared noticed that the intensity of the sword energy did not decrease at all.
“Demon’s Strike!” The elderly man suddenly brought his sword down on Jared amid a flurry of flying rocks and swirling leaves. It was a scene straight out of doomsday.
“Is that the demonic sword?” Jared mumbled in amazement.
He wondered about the identity of the elderly man wielding the legendary weapon.. A loud bellow accompanied the old man’s strike. Suddenly, black mist emerged from the
sword and morphed into human form. The newcomer sported a black cloak and exuded a deadly aura.
Meanwhile, the elderly man coughed out a mouthful of blood and visibly weakened before Jared’s eyes. He leaned against the rock in exhaustion.
“Who are you?” Jared interrogated the cloak- wearing figure. The figure lifted the hood of his cloak, revealing a weathered, wrinkled complexion.
Jared was shocked to discover that the cloak- clad figure was the spitting image of the elderly, sword-wielding man. A second before lunging at Jared, the figure muttered, “I’ve missed the taste of human blood…”
Jared roared, “Nine Shadows Godly Strike!” He leaped into the air and raised his Dragonslayer Sword, which emitted a beam of light.
The Power of Dragons concentrated on the Dragonslayer Sword and erupted, flinging piercing beams of light straight at the cloaked figure.
Boom! Boom! Explosions filled the air. Tremors spread across the tomb of swords. When the rays from Jared’s sword disappeared, Jared realized the cloaked figure was missing.
As he frowned over the figure’s disappearance, a shadow suddenly plummeted from the sky, taking Jared by surprise.
He quickly raised his sword to defend himself, but the shadow was too quick for him. Jared took a punch from the figure and flew backward.
“D*mn, he’s good…”
Jared got to his feet and wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He activated his Golem Body, covering his body with golden scales.
Then, a golden ray shot up into the sky, forming a dragon that hovered above Jared’s head. The elderly man who wielded the sword against Jared earlier took in the scene before him with delight.
The cloaked figure, however, furrowed his brows and roared before renewing his attack against Jared.
Jared matched his bellow and released the Dragonslayer Sword from his grasp. The golden dragon above him curled itself around the sword before flying right at the cloaked figure.
Swoosh! The cloaked figure lost an arm to the Dragonslayer Sword’s attack. The stump left behind by the cut was unusually smooth and did not bleed at all.
The cloaked figure seemed unbothered by the loss of his limb. After sparing the stump a careless glance, he smirked and vanished into a cloud of black fog, darting back into the sword from before.
Then, the sword broke free from the elderly man’s grasp and levitated in the air, exuding torrents of murderous aura.
