Chapter 384 Chapter 178 “Severance” Sword Intent
“I can see that Young Master Ig really harbors deep hatred towards this subordinate… No wonder you insisted on having Miss Shiel leave.”
Ig did not reply, his chest churning with tumultuous emotions. He simply gripped his sword and walked forward.
However, he had to admit that Douglas’s words did carry some of his own thoughts.
—After meeting Verafia, a large part of the reason he chose to become the young girl’s attendant was to have the opportunity to defeat Douglas himself!
The reasons were not solely due to Chrisis, Douglas’s coveting of his father’s territory and his schemes against Shiel, nor was it due to Douglas’s assassination attempt on him, nor even his general wickedness.
For a long time, repeated humiliation, etched in his heart, had coalesced into hatred, like a roaring sea… compelling him to use his sword to strike down the high and mighty noble before him with his own hands.
He simply wanted to vent the resentment and anger in his heart!
Although Ig knew in his rational mind that such thoughts were improper, he had no intention of suppressing his obsession!
He just needed to defeat Douglas!
“It seems I was right.”
Douglas sensed the increasingly surging and sharp sword intent emanating from the young man. He suddenly praised, “Young Master Ig, in the entire kingdom, there are very few people who possess such sword intent as you.”
His voice paused slightly. The red-haired youth half-closed his eyes, looking at the long sword gripped in the young man’s hand as he approached him step by step:
“I recall that the abyss of flames was once the resting place of a legendary senior… And after you left, you not only gained that beautiful Miss Phoenix by your side, but you also obtained this sword from that time, didn’t you?”
“You know a lot!”
Ig suddenly raised his head. The Golden Dou Qi erupted from the sword he drew, and Sword Qi surged from the End, slicing through the vast air and the sound of the wind, instantly pointing towards Douglas’s throat!
Douglas curved his lips into a smile. He shook his wrist, and the ornate sword blade with its golden inscriptions was released from its sheath. The embedded crimson magic stone resembled burning, bright red flames.
“Bang!”
The instant the two swords collided, a crisp sound like metal striking metal resonated, followed by a heavy thud that seemed to tear apart the earth and mountains. Fierce Sword Qi at that moment shattered the gale and air into pieces, then collided forcefully in the sky!
Ig was forced back half a step by the counter-force. His expression remained unchanged. He raised his right hand to shed the continuous impact. His straight sword transformed into a streak of dazzling white light, and the torrent of Sword Qi cascaded downward!
“Gleaming Sword!” “Moon Slash Eight Forms!”
The swordsmanship personally taught by Duke Oran reappeared in his sword. The terrifying sword light illuminated the face of the red-haired youth directly in front of him, even revealing a hint of surprise in his brows.
The falling sword light was blocked by the sword blade raised by the opponent, scattering a large number of sparks. The immense power ripped countless sword marks into the ground where Douglas stood, yet he did not retreat an inch, nor was even a speck of dust on his robes.
“Ig, that sword of yours…”
Douglas raised his eyes. A smile had just appeared on his face, and he was about to praise.
But Ig on the opposite side sneered. The sword intent that had just subsided suddenly brightened. Amidst the raging Sword Qi and the sound of the wind, a glaring sword mark etched itself, blindingly bright!
“Flowing Light Heavenly Rift!”
Douglas’s expression changed drastically. In this blinding sword light that Ig suddenly unleashed, even he felt a sense of threat.
“Boom!”
In the next moment, the dazzling white light poured out with the youth’s slash. Merely the aftershocks of the Sword Qi, touching the white stone floor, which was far harder than steel, ground it into dust. The immense power even caused Blade, who had already retreated to the side, to change his expression, wondering if he could withstand such an attack from Ig.
Even among the swordsmanship passed down by Duke Oran, “Flowing Light Heavenly Rift” was considered exquisite.
After leaving the “City of Blood,” Ig’s practice of it had never stopped. Now, unleashed with all his might under the Golden peak of Dou Qi, its destructive power far surpassed ordinary Platinum-level attacks!
However, Douglas still raised his sword to block it. He only retreated slightly, his ornate longsword remaining motionless in the cascading flowing light, even beginning to brew a counterattack.
Ig merely smiled coldly.
Of course, he did not believe that he could easily defeat Douglas with his opponent’s momentary underestimation. Even when wielding the swordsmanship of Duke Oran, the Blood Race swordsman who once saved the world.
Therefore, what he had truly prepared was—
All the dazzling sword light on the End sword suddenly retracted, replaced by a dim sword intent.
But at this moment, Douglas’s pupils widened, revealing an unprecedented expression.
All time seemed to fall silent at this moment, yet as the End swung its sword, it was torn apart!
“Severance” was the authority once held by Grand Duke Oran. Although what Ig comprehended was only one ten-thousandth, the sharpness of the sword blade seemed to disregard the obstruction of space and time, cutting through any material that blocked it. In the next instant, it was reflected before Douglas!
Ig slashed down with his long sword. The sword intent of “Severance” unscrambled and divided the myriad particles that made up the substance of the world. However, Ig’s eyes trembled slightly.
Douglas’s red hair blew in the wind, his robes fluttering as he stood before him. Although his face was no longer relaxed, the long sword in his hand undeniably blocked the End before “Severance.”
Golden-red blazing flames ignited on the ornate golden longsword. The brilliant and dazzling power illuminated half the sky.
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Below the arena, Shiel tightly clasped her staff, watching the black-haired youth fighting with unease. After all, no matter how much she believed in Ig, the one standing opposite her brother was Douglas.
The moment Ig drew his sword, the girl’s heartstrings tightened even further. But she soon discovered that Ig’s attack was not at a disadvantage; rather, the astonishing sword light had once suppressed the red-haired youth.
“Brother’s swordsmanship…”
The girl’s delicate lips uttered a faint sound, her beautiful eyes still showing a shocked expression.
Although Ig’s previous swordsmanship was astonishing, Shiel could somewhat compare him to the excellent swordsmen in the academy… But with the swordsmanship just now, even though the girl was merely a mage, she could almost confirm that even ordinary Saint Rank cultivators could only achieve such swordsmanship.
Unlike Shiel, the Ice Dragon Girl, who was leaning on the guardrail with her little head raised, her clear, ice-dragon-like eyes revealed a look of excitement.
“Yaa, Dofi, look quickly! These swordsmanship techniques were all learned by Ig in Duke Oran’s domain! Hehe… It seems his swordsmanship has improved again!”
Dofiraia, standing beside the Dragon Clan girl, tilted her beautiful face. The wind stirred her blue and white flowing hair, and her ice-lotus-like clear eyes revealed a trace of reminiscence.
She was not as excited as Ophi… But in Oran Solskin’s domain of blood, the scene of that seemingly ordinary young man holding his sword and blocking the presence of the ancient and bloody Grand Duke was more deeply imprinted in the girl’s memory than that of the Ice Dragon Princess.
The mage girl gently blinked her eyes, and a gratified smile emerged on her fair face.
However, Dofiraia and the Ice Dragon Girl’s expressions were caught by Shiel’s eyes.
“Duke Oran, domain?”
Shiel thought confusedly, “Could it be that brother obtained an opportunity on his journey?”
Thinking of this, Shiel turned her head to look at the silver-haired Vampire Princess beside her.
However, Flarn did not show the expression she expected. The lightly raised snow-jade face, with ruby-like eyes, gazed at the youth in the arena.
“Father’s swordsmanship…”
Although Flarn, who was still Ariel at that time, did not witness Ig’s battle with Oran Solskin in that blood-soaked domain, she, as one who had received the inherited blood, was completely aware of the swordsmanship Ig was wielding.
“Miss Flarn, what are you thinking… Is it about brother?”
After hesitating for a moment, Shiel’s clear voice still managed to come out. But Flarn seemed oblivious, continuing to speak to herself:
“Ig’s next sword will be ‘Severance’—”
Before Flarn’s words finished, Ig drew his sword with his right hand, and the sword intent that severed all descended fiercely. But before the girl could exclaim in surprise, furious flames erupted from the golden sword blade that Ig’s long sword struck!
“Douglas’s flames, what is this?”
Shiel exclaimed in surprise. With her mastery of magic elements, she could clearly see that the blazing flames on Douglas’s golden sword blade were by no means ordinary fire spells.
Suddenly, at this moment, a clear and pleasant, yet exceptionally proud, girlish voice came:
“This is naturally Douglas’s Sun-Burning Fire! Little Shiel, your ungrateful brother is merely humiliating himself before Lord Douglas.”
Even Ophi was disturbed by this voice.
The Ice Dragon Girl turned her small face in confusion. In her frost-blue eyes appeared a girl with waist-length light purple hair, wearing exquisite clothing, and a beautiful face.
Ophi moved her slender jade feet in their exquisite boots, making a faint sound on the ground.
This human girl gave her a familiar feeling, but Ophi’s little head couldn’t quite recall it, so she could only raise her little face, showing a look of confusion: “You are…”
“Ophi, she is Miss Dale, who is by Douglas’s side.”
Shiel’s voice answered Ophi.
The Ice Dragon Girl then suddenly realized, recalling that a few days ago, at a tea party, she, who had run out to find snacks, seemed to have indeed seen this girl by the human named Douglas.
Ophi tilted her little head slightly again. She remembered that this person seemed to be not an ordinary girl… perhaps a maid of Douglas?
“Miss Dale, what do you mean by that? And what you said about Sun-Burning Fire… could it be some kind of peculiar spell?”
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Finally managed to update…
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