“Father, I’m here to help you!” With a shout, Nymeria unsheathed the sword hanging at side.
Even though was only at Wandering immortal Realm Level Five, had been personally trained by Dincelius in the use of Bloodbane Sword Technique.
When light shone from sword, a surge of purple-gold energy transformed into a semi-transparent dragon-shaped illusory shadow, which crashed toward the lower back of a higher-up from Heavenfall Pavilion.
The elderly man was engaged in combat with the Bloodbane Guards, so was completely unaware of the sudden change behind him. He spun around in a hurry to defend himself, but Nymeria’s sword cut through his shield, and his armor cracked at the shoulder, forming a spiderweb-like pattern.
“How dare a kid like you intervene in the battle!” another elderly man in a gray robe thundered.
A ball of blue flames formed In the palm of his hand, and threw it at Nymeria’s face.
Seeing the flames drawing near, Nymeria deftly spun sword. The blade traced an arc in the sky, slicing the flames into fragments. At the same time, with a slight tap of foot, used the momentum to retreat to Dincelius’ side.
Panting, looked toward the battlefield, and gaze suddenly froze. Jemima was being propelled to a glass wall by an unseen wave of energy.
“Jemima!” Jared let out a startled cry. Fortunately, Jemima had already stabilized herself by the wall before drew out the Dragonslayer Sword.
With a pale face, Jemima waved hand at him. “Jared, I’m fine… It’s just that my cultivation level is too low, so I can’t get too close…”
In the wake of such immense energy collisions, someone of cultivation level was as vulnerable as a flickering candle flame. All could do was use cultivation technique to protect heart.
After retreating to a stone pillar at the edge of the battlefield, clutched the hem of clothes restlessly.
Jared was extremely relieved to see that Jemima was safe.
It’s time to unleash my wrath!
Godric’s sword energy grew increasingly wild, and each strike made carried a destructive sense of hatred.
Knowing that Dincelius was preoccupied in fueling the Bloodbane God with his blood essence, Godric used all his killing moves on Jared.
The crimson light from his sword turned thirty meters long, slashing down at Jared with a force that could seemingly tear through the very fabric of space.
Suddenly, a shockwave erupted from beneath Jared, and his figure shifted nine meters sideways like a specter.
Godric’s sword struck the ground, and the glass bricks instantly turned into dust. An exceedingly deep crack spread out to about thirty meters across the ground.
“Jared, you‘ll pay for my son’s death with your life!” Godric yelled.
The Bloodbane Totem on the hilt of his sword suddenly glowed crimson, and his aura surged to that of Wandering Immortal Realm Level Nine. His sword energy showed signs of breaking free from its restraints. That was a desperate killing move that resulted from the burning of one’s nascence power.
It seemed that Godric was ready to perish with Jared. His son had died, so his life had lost Its meaning.
“Come at me, then!” Jared’s eyes glinted coldly, and stopped holding back.
With a fierce wave of his hand, two black figures emerged from Jared’s body, they were the two samurai statues that each wielded a massive axe.
The moment the statues appeared, they let out a deafening battle cry. The blade of the axe emitted streaks of golden runes that swiftly formed a triple-layered defensive shield.
Radmus’ eyes widened at the sight of Jared summoning two samurai statues, and his movements of waving the jade fan slowed down slightly.
Dincelius, on the other hand, was surprised.
“Those are ancient battle puppets! How impressive!” exclaimed.
He had heard from Nymeria that Jared had obtained two samurai statues from the ancient ruins, but never expected them to be so powerful.
Godric, blinded by hatred, sneered. “Those lifeless things can’t stop me!”
His sword energy remained unaltered, ruthlessly striking the shield with a resounding crash.
The first layer of the shield shattered into pieces, but the bronze samurai statue’s axe was already swinging toward his face with overwhelming force. At the same time, another samurai statue followed closely behind, its massive axe aimed directly at the side of Godric’s waist.
Jared, with his Dragonslayer Sword in hand, advanced. His sword energy formed a triangular assault with the two samurai statues, creating a relentless onslaught.
Three distinct forces intertwined. The axe energy was thunderous, the sword shadow’s movements were tricky, while the sword energy carried a sharpness that could shatter anything In its path. In an instant, these forces suppressed the light from Godric’s sword.
“This is impossible! How could you possess such skills?”
Godrlc was filled with a mix of shock and fury. The brief surge of power gained from burning his own nascence power gave no upper hand in the battle of three against one.
