Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
His calm voice was frigid like the north wind, eliciting within Albert an indescribable terror.
It was the feeling of death.
It was a simple sentence, but Albert felt as if he had just experienced death.
When he came back to his senses, he was already sitting on the ground, panting heavily.
Albert stared at Bremont in abject fear, his body instinctively backing away.
It was then when Albert felt a sharp pain in his body. His throat bobbed uncontrollably as he coughed violently.
Pshhfft!
Oath Knights must never break their oath.
But just then, Albert had broken his oath. He became afraid and flinched. And as a result, he collapsed in agony
Cough cough!
Albert’s body was already exhausted and riddled with wounds. Now that he was suffering from the backlash of the oath, he was unable to resist and fell to the ground.
Bremont was disappointed by Albert’s state.
He did not have the slightest awareness that he was the instigator of Albert’s predicament. Nor could he care less about Albert being on the verge of death.
He tapped his armrest lightly and Albert disappeared from the hall.
“Such a pity. His will isn’t strong enough. Looks like he still needs more training.”
His words seemed regretful, but his tone was abnormally calm. It was completely devoid of inflection, and there was not the slightest hint of regret.
After sending Albert off, Bremont turned his attention to George and Celia.
On the Memory of the Battlefield…
As he dove in deeper, George realized that he had unknowingly changed from being a spectator to a member of the battlefield.
Light blossomed. It was a treacherous battlefield, so George used the full power of Noxkaius without holding back.
George had no idea which side he belonged to, but when enemies appeared, there was a feeling that told him if they were enemies or allies.
Light was usually a gentle and illuminating force
But George’s light was violent.
With the power to annihilate everything, George’s light erased his enemies from this world.
The area surrounding George was instantly cleared out.
Just as George was about to heave a sigh of relief, a black shadow flashed past and charged at him.
A gust of sharp wind alerted George.
Gripping Noxkaius tightly in both hands, George turned to meet the blow.
Clang!
He blocked the man’s attack.
As the two weapons clashed, George finally saw this opponent’s face and the weapon he was using.
His opponent was, like him, an adept pole-arm user.
His opponent’s weapon was a huge spear that had dense barbs that covered both ends. It glittered with magical inscriptions and looked oddly dangerous.
The moment they clashed, an intense smell of blood washed over George’s senses. The smell was emanating from the opponent’s side.
George could almost see the countless victims who had died under the enemy’s weapon by this smell alone.
The cries and wails of these victims echoed in his ears, tormenting George’s eardrums.
At the same time, George’s opponent also saw George’s appearance clearly. And his sinister smile faltered.
George’s immature appearance clearly caught his opponent by surprise.
But he quickly recovered.
This was a battlefield. Elderly or children, men or women, none of that mattered here.
“I didn’t expect such a young child to be sent to battle. How pitiful. Let me free you.”
“You talk too much!”
George’s muscles tensed as he used all his strength to parry the opponent’s vertical strike.
Power was something that George was extremely proud of.
After a total of three evolutions, George was extremely confident in his physical strength.
However…
“Was this guy really human?
“Why was he so powerful?”
George’s expression gradually turned feral. Under the opponent’s increasingly excited gaze, George’s eyes gradually emitted a bloody glow.
“Ha!” With a shout, George planted both feet firmly into the ground and forcefully pushed his opponent away.
There was a burst of light and George kicked off with both feet, putting some distance between him and his opponent.
“Hahaha, interesting!”
After being pushed away, the man did not become frustrated. Instead, he laughed happily and continued to charge towards George.
The long spear in the man’s hand was covered in barbs and a bloody aura.
George did not want to receive such an attack from such an ominous weapon.
Casting his dice, George made a throwing gesture and Noxkaius flew out of his hand like a shooting star.
Unleashing its full power, Noxkaius transformed into a concentrated beam of light and charged at the opponent.
“To have such power. This must be the power of your spear.”
The man immediately saw through the secret of George’s attack. There was no fear on his face, and the bloody aura surrounding the spear in his hand grew thicker and thicker.
The man swung his spear and took George’s all-out attack head-on.
Feeling the power behind George’s attack, the man said greedily,
“Young divine weapon user, with your crude technique, that spear is wasted on you.”
“That has nothing to do with you.”
George’s voice resounded from across him. Hearing it, the man sensed something was wrong.
Light particles emanated from the opponent’s body, and by the time the man realized the root of the problem, it was too late.
As the light engulfed him, George’s opponent realized that his body was slowly dissipating.
“This light! It’s impossible, impossible, how could such a divine artifact exist? This is no longer a divine artifact, this is…”
Accompanied by an indignant cry, the man’s voice disappeared. His body disintegrating into light particles due to Noxkaius rays.
Looking at the spot where the man had disappeared, light condensed in George’s hand, reforming Noxkaius.
The man was undoubtedly very powerful. George would freely admit that he was inferior to him.
The battle only turned out the way it did because of misdirection.
Making use of the opponent’s ego and confidence, as well as their lack of understanding of his abilities, George was able to use the power of Noxkaius to successfully annihilate and purify this enemy..
But George didn’t think he could win against that man in a one-on-one battle had they both known each other’s abilities.
“It’s time to leave.”
The threat of death from that battle sobered George up.
Looking at the surroundings that had become blurry again, George was no longer as captivated nor persistent as before.
The scene in front of him continued to expand outwards as George’s consciousness gradually returned.
When the scene before his eyes became clear again, what he saw before him was the emerald tree, but completely transformed.
A gentle halo flickered from the top of the tree, and each dragon soul had transformed into a drop of precious jade that circled the tree.
What caught George’s attention the most was the palace located at the base of the tree. It looked as if it had merged with the tree’s stump.
The palace was surrounded by thick tree trunks, but George could still feel the majesty and grandeur of the palace..