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A Man Like None Other

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Chapter 2457 How Did This Happen

Staring at the clear water of the lake, Flaxseed couldn't resist kneeling down to wash his face with it. I can't wait to

wash off all the dirt from the last few days.

“No, don't!” Hammerhead cried out when he saw what Flaxseed was about to do.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Flaxseed had dipped both his hands into the lake. The moment he made contact with

the water, rays of piercing aura shot out of it.

Looking like sharp swords, they flew rapidly in Flaxseed's direction. Fortunately, Flaxseed had gone on his guard

upon hearing Hammerhead's warning. Just as the piercing aura was about to strike him, he jumped backward and

rolled on the ground, avoiding the attack in the nick of time.

Covered in dust, Flaxseed got back to his feet and wiped the cold sweat off his brow. “Why does the lake emit such

a fearsome aura? I was so close to being killed by it.”

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“Mr. Flaxseed, are you all right?” Jared frantically inquired.

“I'm fine,” Flaxseed responded with a nod.

Jared turned to Hammerhead and asked, “What was that, Master Hammerhead?”

Hammerhead explained, “This is a sword-cleansing lake. After years of having magic swords washed and refined in

it, it has accumulated significant amounts of sword energy. With time, this energy evolved into sword spirits that

protect the lake and prevent anyone from touching it.”

“What? Did you just say that the lake has sword spirits in it? Where are they? Why don't I see them?”

The shocked Flaxseed began looking into the water but couldn't see any sword spirits at all.

Jared, who was equally curious, scrutinized the lake carefully. Even though the surface of the water was clear, one

could only see a few meters deep. Beyond that was an opaque layer of white that obscured the view of the bottom.

Nonetheless, Jared could clearly sense the sharp rays of sword energy moving through the water as if there were

fish swimming in it. If one were to jump into the lake unawares, one would instantly be cut to death by the sword

energy.

“Master Hammerhead, what should we do next? Do you have any ideas?” Jared asked Hammerhead.

“Of course I do. As a blacksmith of the Divine Smithing Sect, I obviously know how to deal with our own sword-

cleansing lake.”

Hammerhead nodded before continuing, “Give me the Dragonslayer Sword. I'll throw it into the sword-cleansing

lake to be refined.”

Jared subsequently handed Dragonslayer Sword to Hammerhead.

With Dragonslayer Sword in hand, Hammerhead began chanting something. Thereafter he raised two pinched

fingers that fired off a golden ray of light into the sword-cleansing lake.

Once the golden light entered the lake, its calm surface began to gurgle, causing the water to splash upward.

At the sight of the phenomenon, Hammerhead threw Dragonslayer Sword toward the center of the lake. It

disappeared the moment it entered the water.

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Immediately after, the water stopped gurgling, and the lake regained its previous calm as if nothing had happened

at all.

The turn of events stunned Hammerhead, who stared at the lake in disbelief.

“Master Hammerhead, what's going on? Where's my sword?” Jared inquired anxiously when he saw the look on

Hammerhead's face.

“H-How did it turn out this way? This shouldn't be happening.”

The panicking Hammerhead began to chant a spell that shot rays of golden light into the sword-cleansing lake.

However, the lake remained silent with no motion whatsoever. Even Dragonslayer Sword was nowhere to be seen.

Regardless of how Hammerhead intensified his spell, there was just no movement from the sword-cleansing lake.

Frustration filled the blacksmith.

Jared, equally concerned, could feel cold sweat beading on his forehead. By now, he had become so attached to

Dragonslayer Sword that it felt like a part of his own body. If it were to be lost just like that, there was no way he

could accept it.