"I think ... you've got the wrong guy."
Jared was silent for a long time, but then he said something completely irrelevant. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, reaching out to pick up the vestments on the ground and drape them over Wendy's body. In response, Wendy was slightly surprised and puzzled frowned, asked in a low voice: "What do you mean ... Guardian Lord?"
"I wasn't the only one who did it."
Jared shrugged his shoulders, then spread his hands.
"When it comes to the number of killings, there is no one above me. Kura and Kylie ... both use magic that can almost destroy the sky and the earth, and they both killed more enemies in a flash than I ever did over a cup of tea, so if you're looking for the protagonist who kills the most people, then I'm sorry to tell you that you're looking for the wrong person. And don't forget, Wendy, you didn't just stand back and watch. I don't think you're any less of a contributor than the rest of us."
"But ..."
"And, for the record, I'm not making all these excuses because I can't do it, it's purely personal."
"Is ... because of Ms. Caroline?"
Wendy's face suddenly fell a little lower, and she asked, uneasily, and as if sure of her doubts.
"That's right."
Jared nodded without hesitation, but what he said next came as a complete surprise to Wendy.
"I'm afraid Caroline would laugh at me if she knew that I lost my life while making out with a girl!"
The black shadow swung through, and the huge, black scythe surrounded Wendy in an instant. The cold blade greedily absorbed the moonlight and devoured it. Jared's eyes turned sharp and cold in an instant, and his line of sight crossed Wendy's shoulder, looking deep into the boundless darkness of the forest. Surprised, Wendy turned just in time to block Jared's path. There's someone here?
"Come out."
Jared straightened his scythe and gazed into the dark forest depths before him with an emotionless gaze.
"While I marvel at the fact that you would remain such a gentleman in the midst of a lady's nostalgia, that doesn't stop me from cutting off your head and using it as an ornament."
Although there was no response, Jared did not seem to doubt his judgment at all, and his voice did not change as he faced the dark forest. After a few moments of silence, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness. He moved very slowly, but in a strange way. Jared even felt that the light structure around him seemed to have changed at the moment he appeared, if it was visualized, it was as if the darkness had 'spit' this person out.
The man in front of him looked very old, his beard and eyebrows had turned as white as snow, and at the moment, the old man looked Jared up and down with a surprised look.
"I didn't realize you could sense my presence?"
Isn't that a load of crap? Standing there in that size, in that moonlight, with the light datamined, the old man's silhouette stood out even more than an elephant in the jungle.
Jared didn't have the intention to tell the other party, after all, this person lurking here for so long, is simply not good intentions. Originally he was wondering if the Lord of the Heavens had sent any new helpers. But when Wendy recounted the tragedy in Green Shade City, the old man exuded an instant hostility that made Jared overturn his own assumptions. Obviously, he was coming from a bad place, not a good place.
"My name is Kara, boy. Remember that name. This may be the last time you fight me."
The old man said slowly, and at the same time, his wrist flipped over, and a crystal clear longsword immediately appeared in the old man's right hand. Unlike Jared's darkness that even attracted and swallowed the surrounding light, the long sword in the old man's hand radiated a bright white light. The moonlight seemed to be alive as it swam around inside the sword, darting in and out like a happy fish. Wendy shuddered when she heard him say his name.
"Are you the legendary sword warrior ... Kara-sama? Why are you here, Kara-sama, you're not from the Marco Kingdom, are you?"
She asked, a little surprised and unable to contain her fear.
Legendary Swordsman.
Like the Aria, it is the highest peak that no one can ever reach. In contrast to magicians who can reach the level of an Aria by focusing on communicating with the spirit of magic and following their own inner self, Legendary Swordsmiths have endured far more than they have. Legendary Swordsmiths have to go through tens of thousands of wars and even the trial of the Abyss of Death to qualify as a Legendary Swordsmith. The old man in front of me is one of the only three Legendary Swordsmiths in this world.
"My lady, it is true that I am not from the Kingdom of Marco."
Carla smiled gently, then continued slowly and without question.
"But no one, no matter what they are, can tolerate you committing such an evil crime, slaughtering the innocent people of a city, an evil act that is closer to that of the devil than to that of a human being . I must ..."
"I don't think those guys are innocent."
Jared interrupted Kara coldly, which caused the old man to frown in displeasure.
"For guys who take pleasure in sacrificing others, I honestly think it's pretty good karma, isn't it? No exceptions."
"Young man, you are too impulsive."
The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to say calmly.
"Perhaps what the Kingdom of Marco is doing is wrong, but what you are doing, I don't think is right."
"I don't need you to think it's right, it's enough that I think it's right."
The old man shook his head helplessly in the face of Jared's sarcasm.
"I know that you will be quite critical of what the Kingdom of Marco is doing, but if you know what they are going through, you can understand ..."
"Someone I respected once told me this."
Jared interrupted Carla once more, and this time his tone was one of abject disdain.
"Recognizing that the other side is right does not affect your judgment. I can admit that the concepts of the Marco Kingdom are correct, or that they are the truth, that they hold the most just and reasonable reason in the entire world - but that doesn't stop me from recognizing that the other side is right and thinking that I'm also right. There is never the same truth in the multiverse, and even if we are both right, being right doesn't mean we can't or can't fight. As long as we fight for what we recognize, then that's enough, don't you think?"
"..."
Carla was silent for a moment, smiling slightly.
"Don't you think that this idea is too radical?"
"Personally, I appreciate the idea."
The giant black scythe created a wild whirlwind, keeping Jared and Wendy firmly behind it.
"Get out of here, go back, and don't tell anyone."
Jared whispered to Wendy.
"... hmmm."
Wendy hesitated slightly, after all, Kara's strength could be comparable to that of an Aria Envoy, moreover, he was a powerful warrior. Even Jared, in the face of him will have a chance to win? But this kind of hesitation only stayed in the depths of Wendy's heart for a moment, then she quickly turned around, left Jared, and ran towards the camp.
Until Wendy left, Jared didn't even look at her again, but stared dead at Carla in front of him. In response, the old man sighed helplessly.
"Don't worry, young man, I won't do anything so despicable as to sneak up on you. Besides, don't you intend to have a few last words with a young woman who has fallen in love with you? Perhaps this is your last chance to see each other."
"Unfortunately, I don't think so. And ... I already have a sweetheart. Besides, I think it's you who needs to leave last words, after all, I'm still young."
The air stood still for a moment.
The silver-white flash shot out like a thunderbolt, then drowned in a swirl of darkness.
"DING!!! DING !!!!"
Accompanied by two loud bangs, both sides backed up at the same time, revealing almost identical expressions of astonishment and uncertainty .
The parallel overlap was actually blocked by him?
Jared looked at the old man in front of him with surprise, although he didn't know what the so-called "Legendary Swordsmith" was, but since the name sounded so legendary, then it must be a character that couldn't be messed with. Therefore, Jared's first strike was to activate the Parallel Trajectory in an attempt to completely slice the enemy into pieces of meat. But he had no idea that the old man in front of him would be able to withstand two of his simultaneous attacks and dodge the other three.
That surprised Jared.
Compared to him, the old man was even more surprised. As a legendary swordsman, he hadn't met an opponent on the continent in years. No matter what kind of enemy, Kara was sure to kill him with a single blow. Not to mention, there was no reason why he couldn't be killed by a young boy who was just starting out. And Kara had to keep his promise to kill all the enemies that were destroying the city. He didn't have time to waste on such a youngster, so Kara struck with the same intent as Jared, to kill him with a single blow.
But he did not expect, in the instant that the scythe swung to the moment, Carla actually felt five scythes of the sound of the wind flying from different angles, it is like five people, holding five scythes at the same time to attack him like. This makes Carla surprised, he hastily collects the sword to block, spells his own tens of thousands of battle experience, hard to resist the most threatening two strikes, and by virtue of the impact of the speed of retreat, which makes the rest of the three strikes pounced on an empty, not like the beast's claws will be able to grab himself.
What's this? Swordsmanship? An ability?
Both of them pressed down their inner surprise and began to measure each other cautiously, and then, once again, attacked.
Black and white, thunder and whirlwind once again launched a surprise attack, the moonlight flow of the long sword and the huge scythe collide with each other, making a hoarse and unpleasant knocking sound. The old man's figure shifted, and then in the next instant he appeared at a slanting downward direction where Jared would never be able to react, and the longsword flew upward, stabbing at Jared's heart. But the glowing sword only passed through a blur of light, and didn't really hit.
Did you get it? Did it?
Whistling down the giant sickle once again into a sharp claw, will be a few trees easily cut in half at the same time succeeded in forcing Kara to retreat. The old man has also become more refined, he knows very well, although this strange attack track can not be completely defended, but as long as you exit Jared's attack distance, even if he makes another 30 simultaneous attacks of the scythe, but also can not hurt himself a hair.
But Jared is also not stupid, after two or three times in the attack and defense, he has also learned in the old man's attack after the counterattack process, before launching parallel overlap counterattack each other, so that the old man is neither too late to avoid, nor too late to defend. But the strength of the legendary swordsman is not a vegetarian after all, entangled in the fight to the present, the two men have realized that the other party is their own never before encountered the enemy.
Jared holding a huge sickle, through the moonlight slightly swept his palm, at this moment his hand wounds, has been deep into the white bone.
You can't use it anymore, or it'll go to waste.
It wasn't easy for Kara either. Due to Jared's attack is not real, and he also used light manipulation, so that his own body and the virtual image of the error between two or three centimeters, which makes the eyes to judge the enemy of Carla made a lot of mistakes, at the moment, his body is also covered with a variety of wounds. Carla slightly gasping for breath, looking at the opposite side of Jared, he completely did not expect, such a young man, actually able to do and his own equal.
Well, that's the only way.
Both men were thinking the same thing and acting almost simultaneously.
The original translucent long sword began to silver light flow, and then just a few moments of work, as if the moonlight gathered in the body of the sword on top of Kara, like a dazzling brilliant light sword, and this sword than before the birth of a half-grown, almost like a half a spear.
Jared raised his scythe, drew in a cool breath, and then swung it down.
A never appeared giant thick back long knife appeared in Jared's hand, no matter the length or width, this huge knife is taller than Jared himself, looks like dozens of kilograms of heavy huge knife is so light as nothing Jared lifted in his hand, diagonal slash downward, in the side of the blade, seven shining gems arranged in a strange and bizarre shape distribution on it.
"You should be proud, my boy."
Kara let out a long breath, and though he was surprised that his opponent's weapon was capable of shapeshifting as well, he was confident enough in himself.
"It's been eighty years since I've used moonlight against an enemy."
"You should be equally proud, old man."
Jared smiled coldly and showed no weakness.
"I, likewise, haven't used the Rune Armed 'Seven Star Dragon Soul' form in a long time."
With that, Jared lifted his massive long sword and pointed it at Kara, his voice turning low and cruel.
"Seven Star Dragon Soul - Chain Saw Mode!"
The sharp blade was instantly withdrawn, and when it reappeared, the thorn-like serrated blade began to rotate wildly, like the howl of a wild beast before it went berserk.