In a grassy area surrounded by trees, a young man stood next to a wooden hut.
This young, black-haired and black-eyed man was swinging the black sword in his hand.
As the sword was tossed, the young man's body and sword were in complete harmony and produced a sharp wind energy.
As the sword continued to swing, blue lightning struck his sword and body. These thunderstorms thundered each time the sword was tossed and added power to the sword.
He continued to swing his sword for a while, and then quietly advanced forward with very fast but harmonious steps. After being thrown, he swung his sword and a sharp wind energy appeared with a deep and powerful noise.
The young man lowered his sword, looking at the sky with a smile. He did what he was trying to do.
This was young Paul. He was happy because he had completed his education despite the conditions raised by his master.
"Master, I have mastered the Basic Sword Layout. I'm in the 3rd Step of the Wind Step, I have reached the 2nd Lightning Clamp, the blue lightning, and I have completed the 1st Level of the Vanishing Line. Also I can combine the Wind Step, the Lightning Cut and the Vanishing Line with the Basic Sword Layout. I can get out of training, huh? "
Spadia spoke in a happy voice.
"Well, it's really good to go so far in half a year! Your comprehension is quite high. I think you should get out of here and try your techniques on some monsters."
When the master finished speaking, Paul lowered the upper part of his clothing and made the chest visible. He held the end of the sword to the crown tattoo and inserted it into a thin but dense fog that appeared on the crown.
He used this sword for half a year and learned many aspects of it from his master.
The Celtic Seal was one of these characteristics. This allowed him to remove the sword from the seal on his chest and put it back at any time.
This feature was not so rare, and any blacksmith with knowledge of sealing could do it, and it should not be forgotten that the person who beat the sword sealed the spirit of 1000 demons into it.
When the sword disappeared into the seal, Paul restored his outfit and began to speak.
"I'm ready to leave the training ground."
A few seconds later a sound was heard.
"You've succeeded in learning legacies. The wind tower offers you an exit."
Suddenly, the wooden hut next to it, the grassy area and the trees surrounding the area turned white and slowly buried into a white ground. Paul was just waiting in a white space.
After a while, a white - green door rose from the floor. This door was the same as the door at the entrance to the tower.
Paul stretched out his hand and closed his eyes, letting the door pull him in, and a few seconds later a slow wind hit his face. Paul opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. It felt really good out there.
Paul had a smile on his face, but his smile faded as he looked down from the sky.
Before Paul entered the tower 6 months ago, the monster was swarming around the tower because of the wind, and Paul had to trick the monsters before he showed himself to the monsters.
But now, in the six months he spent in the field of training, new herds were gathered and they fought and took their place around the tower. Dozens of monsters were staring at him as Paul stepped out of the tower.
"Wahaha ... Look, the Abyss is generous to you. As you stepped out of the tower, she gave you a place to try your techniques! Wahaha ..."
Paul put a strange smile on his master's sarcastic words, and threw his hand into his garment to take out the Sword of the Devil. After a deep breath, his body and sword were covered with blue lightning, and Paul jumped forward and swung his sword into the chest of a strong-looking eagle.
As soon as the attack reached the eagle's chest, Paul felt the sword touching the flesh for a short time, but it was only a moment. Thinking that the eagle had avoided, Paul looked back in fear and saw that his attack actually split the eagle in two.
Paul knew he hadn't tried his technique on a monster before, so the current strength of his attack shouldn't have been that strong. He suddenly thought of why.
The sword in his hand was the sword of a malignant. Not only were they made of SS-grade materials, but the demons were sealed inside, even carrying the traces of a self of a malignant.
This sword had already exceeded the limits of the SS degree, so such attack power was quite normal.
While Paul thought it would be easier to cross the other towers, he continued to cut the monsters one by one, and a few hours later the tower was filled with bloody corpses.
Nobody outside of the Abyss believed that it was a Low-Level Wizard.
After Paul killed the last eagle, he re-sealed the sword.
"So, what should I do now, master? My power is enough for another tower. Should I go to the flame habitat?"
"No, not yet. We'll go to the flame habitat later. Now you need to go to the light habitat."
"Light habitat?"
Paul was surprised at this suggestion. The light habitat did not look like a place to strengthen the attack.
"I don't like the reluctance of your voice, let me know. In addition, the legacy of the light habitat is to make you comfortable in other habitats. The flame habitat is strong in technique, but the monsters in the habitat are strong. "There is also a legacy that will make it easier for you to study the techniques in the future."
Paul had made sense to his master. No matter how strong the sword technique was, he had to strengthen his techniques to cross the towers, and a support technique that would support his own techniques would greatly increase his strength.
After the words of his master turned his head to the direction of entry of the wind habitat. In fact, Paul did not want to go into the flame habitat just because the technique was powerful. The flame habitat was right next to the wind habitat. For the legacy of light, it had to go back to the central habitat.
Although Paul knew the importance of the support technique, he reluctantly fussed and began to move forward using the Wind Step. Even though he coincided with some monsters on his way, he could escape them with the Wind Step technique, so he didn't have to fight.
After a while, he stood across a mountain. There were zones to pass to the right and left of the mountain and there was no other exit.
Paul ran quickly to the left and was happy for some reason when he saw the trees of the central habitat. He had not seen a normal tree since entering the wind habitat, except for the simulation trees in the training area.
He quickly began to move to the center of the habitat, a high mountain. When he reached the mountain he looked around for a while and then saw the stairs leading into the mountain.
He immediately began to climb the stairs. In fact, he had been in a better wooden shack for six months, but missed it for no reason.
When he arrived in the room, he looked inside. The bed and wardrobe stood in the same parts. There was nothing special about this simple image, but it made Paul happy.
Paul quickly took off the blood-cut outfit and cut it into a corner of the room. He opened the closet and saw the white shirt and trousers he was wearing on his first fall to the Abyss.
He sighed and pulled them to a corner of the closet and picked up a black outfit. It was really comforting to wear an outfit without cuts.
When Paul looked at the corner of the room, full of cuts and burns, he couldn't help himself, and he went into that corner and began to study the sword. Although the conditions in this room were less than those in the field of study, it was nice to work here.
After working for a while he sat on the bed and started to sleep.
He didn't feel hunger or fatigue while on the training ground, but when he got out, Paul had to kill dozens of monsters first and then run to the center, which was exhausting.
Spadia knew that Paul didn't want to go to bed and let her sleep.
Paul slept for 5-6 hours. When he woke up, he slowly got out of bed and stretched. He came up to the closet and climbed up the stairs to the top of the mountain, pulling him aside.
When he climbed to the top and looked around, he sighed for a while as if it were a nostalgic image. He then focused on the shining area with pure white light.
The entrance to this area was covered with white fog and there was no indication of what was inside. Like the black mist that hides the dark habitat next to it.
He descended from the summit, straightened the closet, and slowly made his way down the stairs. As he went down the stairs he suddenly heard a sound.
"I finally see you ready to go."
Paul didn't care if his master made a mockery. He even answered in a sarcastic way.
"Yes, I will. After eating something."
Then he went to the jungle to hunt monsters accompanied by the murmurs of his master.
(Note:Guys i use translater but i said English not my first language so sometimes i have to use.Sorry for this.Thanks for command and likes.)