The coachman shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice was extremely high-pitched, like a duck quacking in the rain.

While shouting, he also gave random orders to the Reiser guards: "Kill him, kill him quickly!"

The next second, a red light flashed across, and the screams stopped suddenly.

The driver clutched his throat and fell down in confusion. He didn't know what had scratched his throat. When he found out, Himmler withdrew his sword but ignored him from beginning to end.

"Who is coming?" Himmler looked at the man blocking the road in front of the convoy and spoke with interest. His voice was strong and powerful, showing great confidence. In conjunction with the accompanying Reiser Guards, the most elite elite in the empire,

, Himmler was confident to face any enemy. Naturally, he had no worries about giving the person who dared to stop the driver a chance to speak.

"..." A strong wind blew and a heavy rain fell. Himmler couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he could see his eyes as bright as lamps, shining brightly in the dark night.

"I seem to have heard of these eyes. Are you the wanted criminal?" Himmler looked at the pupils carefully. He could feel the energy contained in those eyes or the body, but this was not at all

He cannot be feared because he possesses the most powerful weapon in the entire empire.

"Aren't you willing to speak? That's right. People like you want to resist the rule of the empire but don't dare to fight the empire head on. The only thing they can do is despicable means like assassination."

Himmler looked at the man who seemed to be silent all the way, shook his head and sighed: "What a pity. If it weren't for the mission, maybe I could have a good fight with you, but now... I can only ask you to die quickly!

"

"Kill him!" Following Himmler's order, ten Leiser guards on the side of the vehicle came out and rushed towards the front to kill them.

They were equipped with the most sophisticated armors and weapons in the empire, but they did not become careless just because there was only one enemy. Instead, they formed a formation the moment they came out.

Among these ten people, some were good at swordsmanship and others wielded swords. They also used guns and spears in different ways, but they followed strange routes and blocked Julian's path from three sides.

The whole process from getting out of the queue to launching the attack and then to the attack taking place in front of you only takes a few seconds. Even the most picky instructor can only say a word of admiration when he sees it.

Tie Ge was the first to attack, blowing strong wind towards Julian's neck. Tie Ge felt chilly, and the soldiers on both sides were even more ready to move.

"Keng——" Faced with this sweep, Julian stood still and tilted his head slightly. The moment the long spear was swung, a gray light shone, and the spear was snapped in front of everyone.

One arm of the Leiser guard holding the gun was cut off, and he flew out in a panic, hitting the people behind him. In an instant, the neat formation became fragmented, and everyone became vigilant.

"Eh!?" Himmler in the distance saw this scene clearly. The moment he saw the gray light shining, he changed the color of the enemy and also changed his instructions: "Go to two more teams.

People! You are allowed to use any moves!"

"Whoosh whoosh-" Another twenty silent people left the team and attacked Julian without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, an exaggerated ratio of thirty to one formed on the battlefield. Even the soldier with a broken arm, even though his face was as pale as snow, still did not choose to retreat, but struggled forward.

This is Leiser's defense!

Implementing all instructions with absolute loyalty, accompanied by roars of dragons and tigers, in an instant, the sharpness of the sword cut off the rain line,

The radiance of magic energy danced, and the roar of muscles drove the blood to flow, making the world become restless.

"Drink!" After being released from their 'imprisonment', the attacks of the Leiser guards became dangerous and violent. Relying on their numerical advantage, they did not have the slightest fear in the face of the powerful enemy. In an instant, several sword energies were fired.

The sword light came from all directions,

Julian, who was standing there, felt the tingling sensation from his eyebrows, forehead, throat and chest at the same time. But this time, he finally had to take action————

"Step..." The thick-soled military boots suddenly took a step forward and landed on the ground, causing splashes of water.

The next second, all the Leiser guards facing Julian felt that the world had become quieter. In an instant, the howling wind disappeared, the heavy rain stopped, and even the distant explosions and shouts of death became quieter at this moment.

The weak ones seem to be no longer heard,

The world seemed to become extremely bright in an instant,

But the light that illuminates the heaven and earth is not the magical glow, but————

"A pair of gray eyes?" someone couldn't help but cry out,

In their field of vision, they could no longer see the traces of the enemy at this moment. All they could see was the pair of eyes, hanging high in the air, with dark cracks crawling like snakes.

"This...is...what...?" Although Leiser Guard is known as the 'Empire's No.1', it does not have the knowledge and insight passed down for thousands of years by the Arcane Fist.

He was unable to explain what was happening in front of him, let alone know why his body, which had been trained with various secret techniques and had already broken the shackles of the human body, was being torn apart uncontrollably in front of these strange eyes.

"Bah——" Thirty blood pillars shot into the sky in unison,

Valley

This scene is bloody, but also has a different kind of beauty.

And the next second, when the gray pupils disappeared, those watching the battlefield discovered that the Leiser guards fell to the ground like wheat, and they were no longer alive.

"Haha, hahahahaha!" A voice laughed wildly in the rainy night.

Raise your hand to wipe the rain off your face,

Julian, who was stared at by countless pairs of eyes, seemed to have nothing to do with the bloody battlefield, and moved forward steadily,

This is actually his second step!?

Silence filled the place,

If it weren't for the serrated dagger dripping with blood and the slightly rising and falling chest, everyone present might just think they were having a men's dream.

"Hahahahaha..." The blurred vision regrouped, and in the heavy rain, Julian could clearly see the laughing person - "Himmler, the captain of the guard at Reiser."

Julian recited the name and spoke the first sentence, but the moment the words fell, Julian's figure suddenly disappeared from where he was,

"Hahaha, well done!" Himmler screamed strangely, and his sword was instantly unsheathed, lying in front of him like lightning.

"Ping——" there was a clear sharp sound, the sword tip and the dagger intertwined, opposite Julian's face with astonishment,

This blow with space power was stopped so easily!?

Julian looked along the tip of the blade and saw a bloody magic blade lying between the two of them.

It was this sword that blocked his inevitable blow, and——

"Click, click... click!"

A clear voice sounded, and Julian retreated instantly. His body was carried by a strong wind and flew to the ground. At the same time, he was swept back,

There are also bits and pieces of the broken serrated dagger.

"Sha...Sha..." His expression became serious. Julian slowly raised his hand and touched his forehead. There, a strand of new hair was wiped off against his scalp.

The coolness on his forehead constantly reminded him of what he had just said. If he hadn't reacted so well, he might have lost not just a strand of hair, but half his head.

"How powerful is the Bloody Blade?" After one hit, Himmler did not pursue the victory - he was proud.

He has enough qualifications to be proud of owning the only magic blade in the empire.

Before that, he was already a rare genius in the empire.

After being given the demonic weapon 'Blood Blade' by the Grand Commander, his strength has not been matched by his opponent for many years.

And Julian was able to lose only a strand of hair under his blow, which Himmler considered to be something he could be proud of.

"..." His eyes were focused and slowly fell on the bloody sword. Julian did not answer.

He didn't care what the name of this magic blade was, and he didn't care at all about its power. But what he couldn't forget was the moment it passed against his scalp, and the image that rushed into his mind————

Red world...red blood...

"Killing...screaming...painful wails, endless, endless!"

This is a magic sword, an evil sword that is completely different from the sword "Lingfeng" that Julian once wielded. Through that moment of contact, Julian can see countless dead souls who fell under the sword.

, you can even feel his craziness of thirsting for blood and killing.

"This is a sword...that must be destroyed!"

After countless entanglements and struggles, Julian finally found the reason to do whatever it takes.
Chapter completed!