He sensed sothing dangerous hidden within this heavy rainstorm.
"Kill!"
A roar echoed, and he saw two level 10 monsters charging towards him.
Anger flickered in Saruman’s eyes.
Perhaps his innate sense of danger was stronger than most, allowing him to repeatedly evade encirclent on smaller battlefields.
Now, so monsters began to consciously attack the squad he was in.
However...
"Do you think you can kill ?!"
A dark fla ignited upon his Beheading Greatsword.
With a swift slash, even the wind seed to be carried along.
The black sword struck precisely and swiftly at the opponent’s major artery.
In an instant, blood spurted forth.
The thrill of killing the enemy spread throughout his body, but the next mont, Saruman’s expression changed:
"Back off! Leave here quickly, it’s dangerous."
He didn’t even have ti to exchange combat signals with his teammates.
Everyone was familiar with Saruman Lane’s uncanny sense of danger on the battlefield.
Without hesitation, they sought to leave this place and shift the battlefield.
But in the next mont, everyone’s expressions changed, instantly freezing in place.
A bloated, enormous figure blocked their way.
What a terrifying life form it was!
Its body was riddled with countless inhuman features, like a grotesque amalgamation of giants, elephants, rpeople, and various beasts, forming a distorted existence.
Just standing in front of Saruman gave him a sense of ntal distortion akin to spiritual pollution.
He recalled the recent news he’d acquired from the upper echelons, claiming that the fearso demon who killed the Sword Master, host of the Great Sin - Jealousy, had beco a lackey of the Demon King Army.
So young soldiers, after hearing this, lanted the Sword Master’s demise and couldn’t help but feel a strong hatred toward the Great Sin - Jealousy.
They wished to kill it quickly.
However, every ti this happened, Saruman would think of the Sword Master, a person of extraordinary talent. Such a powerful and exceptional individual was slain by the Great Sin - Jealousy.
So, when young soldiers eagerly discussed thods to kill the Great Sin - Jealousy, he remained silent for a long ti before giving his answer.
"Don’t look back, just run!"
In that mont, realizing sothing, he couldn’t help but let out a hoarse shout:
"Don’t look back, run! That’s not an opponent you can handle."
Saruman Lane finished speaking and turned, rushing toward the opponent.
He intended to use his life to buy precious ti for his teammates to escape.
"Such comndable courage, so I’ll grant you a death!"
The voice from the monster sounded as if layered, like dozens of people speaking the sa sentence simultaneously.
Saruman slled the scent of death.
This ti, he truly was going to die.
However, at the mont the monster was about to strike, the world seed to fall silent.
The torrential rain suspended in the air, the battlefield’s clashing roars seeming to fade away.
No!
It wasn’t an illusion!
The eerie silence allowed Saruman to barely sense sothing.
A jewel in front of him began to glow with an unknown radiance.
Yet that radiance was quickly consud at an astonishing speed.
Saruman was shocked.
That gemstone was an exotic treasure carefully guarded by their family for generations.
It was said that many years ago, the God of Glory and Justice descended to the world, selecting the earliest heroes to combat the Underground City.
Saruman Lane’s ancestors once witnessed that earth-shattering war firsthand.
For a long ti afterward, Saruman’s family ticulously guarded this gem, saying it was proof that the first hero once existed.
Of course, being in the Lokeshi Empire, where the Lokeshi no longer believed in deities.
If he brazenly used this gem to propagate the old story, so people might look at him with strange eyes.
To avoid this trouble, he and his elders chose to pass the story orally rather than publicly.
Though, among the stories passed down by the elders, there was ntion of one thing.
"When the gem lights up again, it ans the hero is by your side. So run, run in the direction of the hero, for that is the safest place."
At this mont, the gem’s radiance surged to its peak.
The force that had frozen ti seed to release its grip on him at that mont.
Instinctively, he ran towards the source of that aura.
For that was the most likely place to keep him alive.
He had only taken a few steps when ti began to move once more.
He saw a figure passing swiftly by him, reaching the Great Sin - Jealousy’s side in a flash.
And then—
Saruman Lane watched as that terrifying being shrieked like a frightened bird, letting out an ear-piercing scream he couldn’t comprehend.
Poor thing, it wasn’t even sonic magic but a scream purely born from fear.
The monster, like the Limb-Attaching King, exploded into pieces instantly.
Yes.
Literally.
In an instant, its body split into thousands of pieces, shooting away in all directions without hesitation.
The speed was so fast it couldn’t be seen with the naked eye.
However, the next mont, the young man who seed to be the hero drew his sword.
Saruman didn’t know how to describe the scene.
Oh, he got it!
If he had to put it into words, have you ever seen an ultra-giant tornado made of sword light?
He hadn’t seen it before either.
Today, he saw it.
...
The days of heading towards the Kalina frontline were boring.
Though the battle was becoming more stalemated, and the Demon King Army was growing more frenzied, there was no doubt Louis wasn’t soone so busy he had no free ti.
On the contrary, he was sowhat relaxed.
Overly relaxed, even.
On the way with various forces to the Kalina frontline, he was so bored he sought a Demigod from the Curse Binding Legion to accompany the front rows, while he stayed in the Soldier Realm with a little swan for entertainnt.
Well, the matter of spoiling the little swan ca later but eventually happened.
As a Grand General on the battlefield, Louis’s conquest indeed left the frail little swan weak and drained.
Fortunately, this King Zhou-like lifestyle soon reached its end.
For the Kalina frontline was near, and he already slled the scent of war.
"Olivia, stay back with them first; I’ll go check out the battlefield."
The Church of Glory and Justice’s reinforcents needed ti to reach the battlefield’s center, but Louis couldn’t wait.
He sensed a familiar aura.
It was the power of the Great Sin - Jealousy.
However, his state seed poor now; he couldn’t even conceal his aura anymore.
Indeed, though at the ti Louis didn’t move to eliminate him imdiately, he certainly struck with lethal force.
The stripping authority attack, practically slicing flesh off of him.
Pain! Such unbearable pain!
The terrible suffering nearly drove the opponent insane.
Noticing the opponent even dared target an ordinary soldier, Louis found it amusing.
Jealousy, how quickly you’ve beco so pathetic? When did you stoop so low as to target a re soldier?
If you’re like this, you might as well co straight to .
He attacked without hesitation, yet was caught off guard when during the mont ti stopped, he saw the soldier... moving?!
Damn, able to move under his ti stop and the Isle of Ti’s martial arts influence.
Even Jealousy couldn’t easily handle his demigod-level strike.
When he acted, the Great Sin - Jealousy finally realized he was trapped in a desperate situation.
Yet he seed to have forgotten Louis wouldn’t directly strike at him, but under extre fear, he unhesitatingly exploded his body into hundreds of thousands of pieces.
Every piece carried his will, spreading out in all directions.
Clearly, he’d lost the courage to fight Louis.
Yet Louis wouldn’t allow him an easy escape.
So, the next mont, infinite sword light lashed out.
Cialdini, do you see?
Your sword isn’t incapable of defeating him; it’s just that your level isn’t high enough.
This one strike, nearly obliterated Jealousy’s flesh completely.
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