(Fourth update...)
(Ru Qing's affairs are finally finished, and the next chapter will return to the usual update speed. Thank you all for your support!)
(The support for this book has dropped to a point where Ru Qing feels disheartened. If nothing unexpected happens, Ru Qing might as well prepare for the finale and finish it within three to four months...)
Cards?...
Watching the opponent—whom Brunson no longer dared to underestimate—take out an ordinary-looking card, and instead put away that crimson spatial ripple which had made Brunson's scalp tingle and worried him that more weapons might fire out from it, Brunson felt his heart quietly tighten as well.
Silently enduring the injury to his body caused by the excessive magic power rushing through it from driving his magic power desperately just a moment ago, Brunson circulated a sliver of magic power, making it surge toward his eyes and cover them.
Under the shroud of magic power, Brunson's eyes flashed faintly with a dim light, enhancing his visual senses and allowing him to see the full picture of the card that Wu Yan held diagonally in front of his chest.
It was a rectangular card less than twenty centimeters long and less than ten centimeters wide.
The color of the card leaned toward brownish, and on the front was engraved the pattern of a warrior holding a great sword with a frantic appearance.
Directly below the pattern, a line of letters was also marked in golden font.
Looking at that line of golden letters, Brunson frowned.
Berserker?...
What was that?...
Even though he thought this in his heart, Brunson didn't dare to be careless at all.
Even that crimson space capable of firing any weapon—rivaling giant swords the size of towering skyscrapers that could be used for attacks—had almost taken Brunson's