Amber Sword-Chapter 796 - 132: Brand’s Answer (Second Update)

"I say," Rovak, completely unaware of the impending danger, thought to itself, how powerful could a young man really be? It was a warrior of Tuokui Ning, possessing Gold Level combat power for over ten years, otherwise, it wouldn't have been assigned here to seek the Divine Artifact—therefore, in the face of Brand's threat, it just chuckled lightly and replied, "Let you hand over the sword—"

Just as the word 'over' was halfway spoken, Brand was already a dark streak shooting towards it, then the young lord raised his hand.

Just one sword strike.

No Military Swordsmanship, no White Crow Swordsmanship, Brand didn't even use any flourish—the dark sword blade slashed towards Rovak like a meteor, making the golden-maned Lion-man's face change as it immediately lifted its sword to parry.

Unfortunately, waiting for it was Brand's Power Burst and Frontal Breakthrough. For the first time in a fury, Brand unleashed these two stamina-exhausting skills without reservation.

The Master Level Power Burst's triple amplification pushed the strength to the 443 Energy Level of the Golden Peak in an instant, and the Ghost Knight Crystal's 30% output increase once again amplified this power to the Elemental Domain.

Everyone saw at that instant the Earth Sword in Brand's hand seemingly refract in the air and then with a "clang," it collided with the broadsword in Rovak's hand.

It was a sound that made one's teeth ache—

At that moment, time seemed to slow and stretch, as the tall golden-maned Lion-man watched helplessly as its broadsword bent to the limit, cracked, shattered, and then fragments shot back at it like steel needles.

Usually, these fragments couldn't harm its Golden Domain-entered body, but now these steel needles seemed to hold the same power, piercing into its body.

Making it cry out miserably.

Yet just as the cry formed a word, it abruptly halted.

The mighty lion-man had already been swept away by the massive force—the strength was so great that its upper body bent backwards first, before being completely torn off from the lower body with skin and spine attached, then "swish," it flew far away dragging its incomplete legs.

A trail of blood shooting into the forest.

With a dull thud.

Only at this point did others snap out of their shock, the couple of lion-men closest to Rovak instinctively drawing their swords to rush forward, but unfortunately, a more tragic fate awaited them.

"Earth, give me the sword blade!" Brand roared furiously.

With a loud crash.

Around the longsword Brand swung, in an instant the ground for a hundred meters ahead tore open, and sharp rocks shot out from the ground. Like a storm, stalagmites two to three meters long, as thick as a bowl, formed out of thin air, stabbing towards the sky.

With a "whoosh," the sword rock spread in all directions, forming a sharp sword forest in a space of a few thousand feet radius in a breath.

Over twenty golden-maned lion-men, in an instant, were skewered into porcupines.

...

Clatter.

The black-haired young alchemist Luo Nuo's short sword dropped to the ground, as he stood there wide-eyed at the scene unfolding outside the forest, suddenly oblivious.

The golden-haired twin-tailed noble daughter Faina was even more terrified, with blood spots on her fair cheeks left from the half corpse of the golden-maned lion-man brushing past her.

Usually, Faina would be sick to death, but at this moment, she had even lost the courage to make a sound, let alone blink.

Among the three, only Viscount Alman was somewhat more composed, but even he couldn't help but feel a heavy thud in his heart when he saw that sword, the only thought flashing through his mind being relief that he hadn't personally sought trouble with that guy.

He had seen Duke Veronica's swordsmanship, and though Veronica's sword skills were impressive, they lacked that kind of overwhelming force.

When Brand wielded the sword, even at this distance hundreds of meters away, they could almost feel the bloody storm and ferocious wind.

It was as if that sword had plunged into each of their hearts, able to stop a person's heart.

It was a pressure faced with the extreme of power.

"This... this..." Luo Nuo could hardly speak: "Dual Cultivation of Curse and Sword...!"

Elman's expression also changed repeatedly.