Creed's sword aura surged forth without any restraint.
The air along the street instantly turned icy cold, biting against the skin like the cutting winds of midwinter.
The atmosphere seemed to solidify, filled with killing intent.
Under this pressure and sword aura, the entire street seemed to shrink.
Feeling this terrifying sword aura, Barkley's pupils constricted to a pinprick, shock flooding his heart.
Such terrifying sword intent!
It was enough to leave anyone in awe.
Far away, the Birkian kingdom's soldiers, watching from a distance, could still feel the hair-raising pressure.
Barkley's excitement rose—before him stood a true master of the sword!
His own eyes sharpened, and his sword aura burst forth in turn.
Boom!
The clash of their sword auras and battle spirits erupted like a storm, tearing through the air.
Cracks split along the walls of nearby houses as if invisible blades had slashed them.
The ground beneath them shuddered.
Then, as if by unspoken agreement, both men pulled back their auras at the same time.
Whoosh!
Barkley charged forward, the massive blade in his hands gleaming coldly.
Soru (Shave)!
Creed's figure flickered forward to meet him.
Boom!!
Their bodies moved at speeds almost invisible to the naked eye, colliding in the center of the street.
The air rang with a deafening bang, and cracks spiderwebbed beneath their feet.
The force of the impact sent out violent gusts, toppling nearby structures into rubble.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Their blades clashed again and again, the sharp metallic chimes ringing endlessly, each strike like thunder in the ears.
The entire street was reduced to ruins.
Whoosh!
In the midst of the fight, a figure was hurled backward, smashing through and collapsing a nearby building.
It was Barkley.
Buried under the rubble, he quickly burst free.
Enzan (Flame Slash)!
As soon as he emerged, he saw a black blade of energy flying toward him, wreathed in fire as though the slash itself were ablaze.
He quickly brought his sword up to block.
Clang!
The impact sent a massive force into him, hurling him back again until he crashed heavily into the ground.
He coughed up blood.
From afar, the kingdom guards looked on with disbelief—their nearly invincible commander was being overwhelmed!
"You truly are strong, Blue Sea warrior!"
Barkley stood, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
His sword aura blazed even brighter, violent energy surging as veins bulged on his forehead.
He swung with all his might, his blade gleaming brilliantly, releasing all of his sword energy in a storm-like slash several meters long.
Facing the fearsome slash, Creed's expression didn't change. His lips moved slightly:
"Zan!" (Cut!)
Like a thunderclap, Rinne swept down from above, cleaving the massive slash apart.
Whoosh!
Barkley charged again.
Creed met him head-on.
Once more, their blades clashed violently, sword energy raging like a storm.
Now and then, stray arcs of sword energy flew into the distance, slicing buildings clean in half.
The entire street was scarred with deep cracks, reduced to devastation.
Their battle was truly fearsome.
Clang!
Barkley was knocked flying once again, his body bloodied and battered.
Struggling to his feet, he glanced at his sword—only for his eyes to widen. The blade was covered in fine cracks and jagged chips.
"Boring," Creed said with a shake of his head. Fighting someone weaker than him was dull, especially without any reward.
The man's swordsmanship was decent, but his overall strength was too low.
Creed took a deep breath. "Take this one final strike from me."
In an instant, his aura surged skyward, the heavens themselves seeming to darken as the sky trembled.
In Barkley's eyes, the world turned black. Creed's body seemed to become a shadow, his eyes like twin whirlpools, deep and terrifying.
The black blade in his hand grew even darker .
Then Creed opened his eyes.
Barkley saw countless demons—hideous, roaring, stretching their hands toward him from behind Creed.
Rinne: Akuma-dou!! (Rinne: Path of the Demon!!)
One swing unleashed a storm of clawing specters entwined with a jet-black slash, rushing straight at Barkley.
Barkley's soul trembled, as though he had glimpsed something utterly horrifying. His mouth opened wide, and he shouted without thinking:
"Sword God!! The realm of the Sword God!!!"
(End of Chapter)
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