Chapter 335

In the faraway eastern continent, Asura was considered one of the protectors known as the Eight Legions. He was also called the King of Ghosts and used a truly bizarre way of fighting with his three sets of arms. Heimdall had personally taught the masked man that style of swordsmanship originating from the eastern continent. It was called Six-Edged Sword, but

This is impossible, the masked man mumbled in disbelief.

In terms of swordsmanship, the eastern continent was known to be more skilled than the western continent. And even in the eastern continent, the Six-Edged Sword was considered an exceptional techniquethat was why these masked men could always emerge victorious. It didnt matter if they were going up against the strongup until meeting Joshua, the masked man had only lost twice with this power.

I lost to this greenhorn, not him or Arietta? the masked man blankly thought.

Yes, he could accept his first defeatthe masked man thought to himself that the great Heimdall had already exceeded the human levelbut he didnt admit his second defeat since he thought his opponent just had an upper hand given the difference in their abilities. However, he was about to lose again

The other apostles are watching, so I can and should never lose. The masked man quietly gritted his teeth.

The masked man took a step forward. Whats your name?

Hes Joshua Sanders! Kaiser shouted at the top of his lungs.

The masked mans eyes widened.

Joshua Sanders? Huh You're his

Shouldnt you introduce yourself first before you ask someone who they are? Joshua chided; his voice was clear as the day.

The assassin raised an eyebrow, visible despite the mask.DiiScver w storis on no//e()/lbin(.)com

You arrogant bastard

He raised his hand and lifted his mask, revealing a man in his mid-forties with serpent-like yellow eyes.

Slager! another masked man shouted in surprise.

Did you ask me who I am? the masked man mumbled. Im Slager, the fiftieth and final apostle of the great Heimdall, and soon, Ill put an end to your life.

After Slager finished speaking, his eyes were filled with murderous intentions. His pride had already been greatly hurt. Although Slager was the last apostle, he was part of the strongest organization on the continent. In fact, the organization members compiled all the martial arts on the continent. However, he was considered the weakest member of the organization as he had joined the latest.

Its coming from there! a voice shouted from outside.

Slager coldly looked at the entrance to the palace.

Enter immediately!

Yes, sir!

A group of people were pouring inside the palace after detecting the explosions. Kaizen realized who they were as soon as he saw them.

The Second Battalion Knights! he shouted, delighted.

Your Highness Kaizen! Are you okay? one of the knights asked.

Why were you so late? Kaizen demanded.

Kaizen and the remaining nobles visibly relaxed upon seeing that there were at least over fifty knights, a similar number as the masked men. In addition to that, many greatly skilled Imperial Knights were in the Second Battalion.

Kaizen rapidly came to a decision and thrust a finger at Slager.

Its treason! They dared to attempt to murder the prince of the great Avalon Empire! Knights, raise your swords and eliminate these rebels here! Kaizen shouted.

T-treason!

Kaizens remark was like pouring oil on a fire. From the moment the knights noticed the pile of nobles corpses, they realized something was wrong, so the Second Battalions Captain roared without hesitation.

Draw your swords!

One by one, the knights drew their gleaming swords.

Those moths dont know theyre going to die in this fire Slager smiled crookedly as he looked at the Imperial Knights. There were a total of fifty masked men, but Slager alone was going to show these Imperial Knights why the masked men, who were trained with a compiled version of all the martial arts on the continent, were called the strongest.

You should wait for a moment. Slager pointed at Joshua, but from the way the spearman crossed his arms, it seemed he had no intention of getting himself involved in the fight.

Ill see how long you can act that relaxed kekeke Slager quietly chuckled as he began to move.

Get into groups of three, then well get into formation! Were similar in numbers, so dont ever let your guard down! Well protect the people until the backup arrives!

Keke, this is funny. I admire your efforts

Slager sprang forward. The captains eyes popped wide open when he saw itthere were fifty Imperial Knights, but the assassin advanced on the knights on his own.

Shit The captain cursed.

It was difficult for one person to defeat several people on their own, and outnumbering your opponents had a higher chance of winning than overwhelming skill. Even a three-year-old knew this, so even if Slager was as skilled as an Imperial Knight, what he was doing was practically suicide.

Men in the second line, dont move. Maintain formation! Men in the first line will deal with the rebel!

The Second Battalion Commander couldnt finish speaking because Slager had already closed with them and clashed with the knights in the front.

Ahhh!! Slager loudly shouted, holding the swords made with aura high up in the air.

Then he started his dance in front of the knights.

He moved like a renowned dancer, his swords traveling in truly beautiful trajectories. By swinging once, Slager was making six movements at the same time. The more Slager swung, the more the sky was colored silver, creating a silver storm. In the end, the Imperial Knights couldnt see in front of them anymore.

The captain finally realized something was up.

Thomas! he shouted, but no one answered him.

Sh-**

C-Captain!

The knights in the second line of the formation called out, grabbing the captains attention.

Th-there! One of his knights pointed into the silver storm, so the captain peered into the whirlwind.

Then his eyes slowly widened.

Thats!

The storm had been filled with nothing but silver, but now, a change was taking place. Even from afar, the captain could see something vividly scarlet being mixed with the storm.

Wa-wait! he stuttered.

Ill omens always turned out to be true. Soon enough, the captain could smell the reek of blood, but that wasnt the real problem.

The horrible sound of human flesh being cut over and over again emerged from within the storm until the captain couldnt take it anymore.

St-stop! he shouted.

As you wish, Slager snarked. His onslaught of spinning swords gradually came to a complete halt, and he licked his lips.

Where did such monsters come from? The captain trembled like an aspen leaf. When he glanced around, he could see that half of his men had died by Slagers single attack. Those knights didnt even get a chance to scream.

Kekeke, this is my ultimate technique, called Asura Dance. Slager chuckled.

Oh my god

At last, the nobles realized what had happened. They saw the knights standing in the palace with them, alive, and then they were ripped to shreds and scattered on the floor.

Urgh!

The sight was so horrible that some with weak stomachs couldnt take it anymore and started to retch.

There are still so many monsters like him The captain was slowly filled with despair. He was an A-Class knight, but those levels meant nothing anymore because of the monsters of their generation like Slager before him.

Oh? Slagers eyes when he noticed that Joshua was quietly holding up his spear in the corner. Slager chuckled. Haha, yeah, you dont have to rush me since itll be your turn soon.

Magic Spear Arts Level 7: Three-Headed, Six-Armed Ghost Spear.

Hmm? Slager tilted his head, confused.

At that moment, Joshua released the energy that Slager couldnt figure out. Slager detected it first and flinched. If ever there was a moment when the phrase sent a shiver down his spine applied, that was the moment. Although Slager really didnt want to admit it, he knew very well what he was feeling.

Imafraid? Slager thought disbelievingly.

Thus Slager gritted his teeth and darted forward.

Ill kill you again and again!

In a flash, Slager closed in on Joshua.

And there was a gigantic explosion.

Slager felt the shockwaves through his hands, and smiled victoriously. He only had to clash with his opponent once for him to win the fight; he usually fought by driving his opponent into a corner with a single collision. The six swords course of attack always changed, so his enemies couldnt even think about fighting back. Slagers fighting technique always enabled him to rise victorious. It surely did but what were these sounds and this feeling?

Joshua stopped Slagers first swordno, every sword that was aiming for Joshuas blind spot was getting blocked. No, that wasnt it either because the materialized aura swords were actually being destroyed, and the aura that Slager hadnt materialized also got pulverized, scattering it into the air.

This doesnt make any sense! This time, Slager involuntarily came to a halt, his lips trembling hard.

The nearby people who had been watching Slager and Joshua tilted their heads in confusion. Slager had relentlessly cornered his opponents earlier, but when he faced Joshua, he suddenly stopped after he had swung his swords less than ten times

At that moment, Slager slowly said, What is the name?

He had asked a similar question before, but anyone could tell that it was a different question right now.

Asura Dance, Joshua answered.

Slager froze stiff, his eyes wide.

A bizarre, unidentifiable cracking sound echoed off the palaces walls. At the same time, Slager tilted; he could feel his head moving closer to the ground. Did he ever feel such a thing in his entire life?

Its Asura Dance? Slager wondered.

He had a million questions he wanted to ask Joshua, but he couldnt because he was losing consciousness.

Maybe Joshua noticed how desperate Slager was because Joshua explained, That is why I said thats not the real Asura.

Slagers wide-open eyes quickly returned to their original state.

Was that so

O-oh my god!

The bystanders were petrified. Slagers blood fountained into the air, drenching the sky and splattering all over the floor as his body was mutilated into hundredsno, thousands of fragments, then scattered across the ground.

But why was Slager belatedly able to see Joshuas movements?

By swinging once, Joshuas spear moved in six bizarre trajectories. Slager thought his movement was quite beautiful.

This is the real Slager tried as hard as he could, but he couldnt finish speaking and slowly trailed off.

That was his last word in this world.

Chapter end