693 Sword Aura (1/2)

Elsa felt her heart being stuck in her throat as she thought of when she saw Lenon at his peak.

Back then, she had followed her mother on a hunt, but unexpectedly encountered a group of level 33 Fiery Monkeys. These guys would easily become enraged, and if more than a hundred of them were gathered, they would even dare to assault a Dragon.

But they had encountered three hundred of them...

300 Fiery Monkeys… And at that time, Elsa only had the power of a Great Mage, she would have been instantly taken out if she was careless. Elsa's mother couldn't attack, she was protecting Elsa with all her might. The only one able to attack was Lenon.

Back then, Elsa was still wondering why Lenon didn't cast spells, he didn't give the feeling of someone powerful. But after he made his move, she completely lost track of him.

In an instant, Lenon rushed out with his long sword, his body turning into a shadow that could barely be seen.

That gray shadow kept moving between the Fiery Monkeys. Only three seconds passed before Lenon returned to his position, slowly sheathing his longsword.

Those bad-tempered Fiery Monkeys had been dealt with. After no less than three seconds, those 300 Fiery Monkey all made the same movement and had the same expression.

Every single one of them covered its neck in alarm as a bloody line slowly appeared on it, followed by a large amount of blood spraying out. The others didn't even have the opportunity to attack as the 300 Fiery Monkey all died tragically...

Elsa remembered that after seeing that formidable power stronger than spellcasting, she even begged Lenon for a few months to teach her swordsmanship.

But Lenon had died and had turned into a level 38 Soul. Elsa felt her limbs freezing, her body instinctively afraid.

She could only keep casting to suppress him so that he wouldn't get close.

As for the non-mage Xiuban, he had an unsightly expression as he frantically waved Carnage around.

The shadow reached Xiuban's side, his viper-like longsword craftily stabbing towards Xiuban. If it hits, it would pierce through Xiuban's right kidney and stab his heart.

As a Draconic Beastman, and one that had fused with a drop of blood of a Three-Headed Golden Dragon and bathed in Ancient God Blood, Xiuban's instincts had reached a terrifyingly high level.

Just as he sensed the cold feeling on his right side, he unhesitantly swung Carnage over.

”Clang!”

The sharp sound of iron echoed, making Xiuban's arm feel numb, while Lenon was sent flying back. He wasn't Xiuban's match in a contest of power, yet he had the power to kill him.

Xiuban didn't chase after him...

He let out a relieved sigh after sending Lenon flying back, but he then saw Lenon flying eight meters back, rotating twice in midair, before taking advantage of a branch to instantly reverse his momentum and charge once again towards Xiuban.

Three afterimages, using different sword stances, appeared around Xiuban.

At that time, Lin Yun's voice echoed from the forest, ”Jump! That's a combo of afterimage slashes!”

Xiuban felt cold, but hearing Lin Yun's voice, he unhesitantly jumped up, using all his strength. He looked down and saw three sword slashes flashing below. The three slashes had been aimed from three different directions, and if he hadn't jumped, his body would have been sliced into four parts. Dodging in any other direction wouldn't have been safe, the sky was the only option. Those three slashes were converging in the same location.

”Idiot, why aren't you using your power? What are you afraid of?” Lin Yun's voice echoed once again, reminding Xiuban of his greatest advantage.

Still in the air, Xiuban's skin turned deep red, both hands holding Carnage as Aura started leaking from his entire body.

Below him, Lenon, who had failed his attack, immediately prepared to chain the next attack, but the airborne Xiuban had already roused the power of the Three-Headed Golden Dragon, Draconic power flickering on his body. The air around him was compressed when he swung Carnage, forming a powerful aura.

It was like a meteor falling from the sky, it simply couldn't be touched.

Lenon's sword was slashing towards Xiuban from the side, but it was instantly overpowered by the formidable power and was sent flying out.

Xiuban reached the ground once again, his clothes completely wet, 'Too dangerous, I was almost stabbed to death…'

At that time, the other were also sweating, thinking, 'That thick-skinned musclehead took on that sword!' Not one of the others could take on Lenon head on without dying...

Everyone converged together, and Lenon turned into a shadow, continuously revolving around them, looking for an opportunity to attack them, or suddenly appearing beside someone to sneak attack.

”Merlin, what the hell are you doing? We are at our limit, if you don't make a move, we will be poked to death by that guy…” Enderfa's three heads were filled with fright.