"Come."
At that moment, his entire bearing changed. His white hair streamed in the roar of his blade, and the profound calm in his eyes instantly turned to icy coldness. He was like a sword drawn from its sheath, a pale god of slaughter.
"Teacher, I'm sorry about what happened that time. But now, I respectfully ask you to test the fruits of my twenty years of grueling training. Come at me together. Today, death can take only one side away."
Bzz-
He said no more. He dropped low, countless streams of sword energy swirling around him, and launched a ferocious assault on Lin En and Ophiel in an instant.
When his sword collided with Ophiel's burning blade, the immense sword energy tore through hundreds of meters of surrounding space almost instantly.
And from that very first clash,
Ophiel felt his surging, tidal power. In a direct contest of strength, he was not at the slightest disadvantage.
"This is my final Origin Substance, and my final Sequence."
"Its name is [Sword God]."
Amid the billowing sword energy, his voice betrayed not a ripple of emotion.
"This is a Sequence I created myself. Ten years to hone a single sword. I killed countless monsters, and every insight into this weapon that I gained from killing them, I engraved into this Sequence. Just as Holy Flame never existed before the Valkyrie shone upon the earth, I too am the founder of this Sequence."
His blade reversed in an instant.
Fierce sword energy surged like a towering dragon, driving Ophiel back in a flash and leaving countless fine cuts even across her heavy armor.
Gales surged, and his voice grew ever calmer and colder.
"I never stopped training."
"But you let yourself be burdened by too many worldly affairs. You wasted so many