NovelEnglishV In the town of the Shadow Warriors, Alfius and Mosley entered the building. Crowds of Crows dashed toward them. However, not even that managed to stop Alfius and Mosley.
No matter what, they would place all their bets on this battle. This belief made Alfius unstoppable.
Finally, the two arrived on the top floor.
Standing before them was the leader of the Shadow Warriors with the demon sword in his hands. Surrounding him were the corpses of people wearing Crow masks.
"A bunch of losers," the president said as he slashed his sword.
"Engulf!" Mosley hurriedly summoned a demon to shield himself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, in a split second, the demon sword sliced the demon in half and absorbed its energy.
"Is that Rain of the Village, the demon sword?" Mosley was somewhat panicked because all his powers were under control by that demon sword now. Even if he summoned another demon, it would just end up providing the sword with more energy.
Then, Alfius drew his sword and slashed it toward the president of the Shadow Warriors as well.
The president hurriedly struck as well.
Alfius' strike was parried, and while the two pointed the tips of their blades at each other, a bloody-looking mouth materialized from the demon sword. It made its way to bite off Alfius' head.
Mosley spent his energy summoning another demon that successfully rescued Alfius. However, that energy was absorbed by the demon sword too.
"This is troublesome," Mosley muttered to himself.
Alfius gathered his strength once more and lifted his sword. He knew things were not looking good for him either.
He had over-exerted his body during the previous battle. If things continued this way, they would end up on the losing side.
"Mr. Mosley's powers are limited, which means that Decartes, the sword that I wield, is the only one that can cause any damage now. But... what can I do? How did the demon sword produce that mouth just now? What.....” The president of the Shadow Warriors began laughing maniacally.
"You see that, peasants?! This is how you're different from me, so you should behave yourselves and listen to me! I'll be completing my mission! Even Rain of the Village, the untamed demon sword, has bowed to me! Don't you think that makesthe chosen one?! I am! I undoubtedly am! "That old man! That old man was wrong! He was wrong! He was wrong! I should be next in line to rule over the Twilight Sect! I should be his master! Haha, I've proven him wrong! He's wrong!" Alfius and Mosley glanced warily at the crazed elder before them.
They noticed that multiple tiny cracks had formed on the Crow mask he was wearing. Behind him was a massive statue of a Crow that had tiny cracks starting to form as well. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesThose cracks had not been there when they arrived, and the attacks they dealt just now had not harmed the old man in any way whatsoever.
Why had his mask started cracking? Alfius figured out the root cause of the issue.
"Mr. Mosley, we must encourage him to continue using Rain of the Village.' "Looks like we've arrived at the sconclusion, Alfius." When Mosley finished his sentence, he did what seemed illogical and summoned multiple demons.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe president of the Shadow Warriors laughed maniacally.
"Seems like you guys think you aren't dying fast enough!” he unsheathed his sword once again after saying that.
"Let's go, losers!" He slashed his sword multiple times in a row.
The demons Mosley summoned were all absorbed.
Then, they began targeting the cracks.
Alfius drew his sword and began fighting as quickly as he could.
The president of the Shadow Warriors got sliced in half, but almost immediately, a large hand materialized from the demon sword and forcibly pieced the president's body back together so that he could return to his original state. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesThe president once again cackled manically. "You see that? That's the power of the demon sword! Right now 'm immortal! You'll never be able to win against me!" Content belongs to en.kikistoriesThen, the president slashed his sword toward Alfius again.
Mosley's demon once again helped Alfius to escape.
However, in that split second, the president materialized before Mosley.
He brought his sword down.
Mosley's head becseparated from his body.
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