784 Birthday Banque (1/2)
The entire area was brightly illuminated, and the noise of troops broke the silence.
The Divine Armament Mountain Villa was a stronghold in the region, and its movements were frightening to behold.
Fang Yuan truly witnessed the defense of the villa this time.
Numerous torches were lit, making the villa as bright as day.
There were no governments in this world, so the Divine Armament Mountain Villa naturally had its own armor. The armor was made of extremely fine steel and covered the entire body of a soldier. Even the frantic attacks by a martial artist in the three medium grades might not break through the armor.
Furthermore, there were soldiers armed with crossbows, spreading around the Divine Armament Building to guard it.
Even a highly-skilled martial artist in the first-grade might not survive such a formation together with the attacks from the experts in the villa.
Hmph!
The man in gray sneered, looking hesitant. He seemed to be making a choice between killing Fang Yuan and leaving immediately.
Seeing the experts and armored guards approaching, the man in gray floated backward, but Fang Yuan still heard his voice.
”Nangong Wuwang… Although I don't know how you learned martial arts, you're bound to die miserably as a 'saber sheath'!”
”Saber sheath? Does that mean a human that's used to feed a saber?”
Fang Yuan was not a naive fool and immediately understood the hint.
However, the man in gray retreated elegantly like a leaf before the guards could besiege him.
”Young Master! Sorry, I'm late. I deserve to die!”
In the blink of an eye, Uncle Fu was already in front of Fang Yuan. His Qi revealed that he was an expert in the second-grade as well.
Even the villa lord of the Divine Armament Mountain Villa, Nangong Wentian, was only in the second-grade.
It was inherently incredible that a second-grade martial artist could employ another one in the same grade.
”What happened?” Fang Yuan pretended to be confused. ”I was in my courtyard just now, and a strange man in a gray robe suddenly brought me here and said a lot of strange things. What did he mean by saber sheath?”
”This man must have ill intentions and was most probably lying to you. Don't mind him!” Uncle Fu shook his head resolutely. ”Young Master, you are the Villa Lord's treasure. If anything at all happens to you, I'll be to blame for my negligence!”
Fang Yuan felt disgusted.
This second-grade expert looked determined to be a slave.
If Nangong Wentian were a normal second-grade martial artist, how could he have tamed this person?
”I'm fine… I'll head back and rest!”
But right now, Fang Yuan reacted like the wastrel, sweating nonstop and scared out of his wits.
”Of course!”
Uncle Fu waved his hand and signaled the armored guards to retreat. He escorted Fang Yuan back to his courtyard, seemingly prepared to stay the whole night.
It's weird… Nangong Wentian didn't appear after such a huge incident. Was he involved in some trouble? Fang Yuan thought doubtfully as he closed the doors.
…
During the commotion in the Divine Armament Mountain Villa.
In the underground cave.
The blood in the pool was replenished to the initial level.
The giant, black saber at the center of the pool was devouring blood greedily.
His face expressionless, Nangong Wentian clamped a hand over the neck of an expert. He cut open the expert's blood vessels and let the blood flow into the pool.
A small heap of corpses was seen at the side. Every one of them was a martial artist that stared with their eyes wide open when they died.
”Demonic Armament! Demonic Armament!”
When Nangong Wentian expressionlessly grabbed the last old man, the old man struggled and spat out some blood foam. ”Nangong Wentian… You dare feed a Demonic Armament with human blood. The entire Pugilistic World's Orthodox Dao won't spare you once they know of it!”
”Noisy!”
The last shriek of a pathetic ant could not make Nangong Wentian pause his action.
His long fingernail cut open the old man's neck, and the torrent of blood made the color of the pool even brighter.
”According to the ancient record, this Demonic Armament must devour nine pools of blood before the process is complete…”
While being delighted for the fast progress, Nangong Wentian was also somewhat baffled. ”The progress in the past ten years or so was very slow. Why did it suddenly speed up a month ago? Never mind. The faster, the better… It's evident from what happened tonight that my actions have been noticed.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
”Before long… Before long… my wishes will come true. Don't you agree, Shan?”
He stared forward, as if he was gazing at his lover.
However, there was nothing in front of him.
In the pool of boiling blood, a trace of purple was stealthily mixed in with the thick crimson color and absorbed by the giant saber.
…
”Damn it… A mere first-grade martial artist dares to foretell my death!” Fang Yuan sat cross-legged in his courtyard, his aura getting increasingly enraged. ”If I could use part of my origin power, even one-hundredth of it, I could've smashed him like smashing an ant!
”But the arrival of this person is an ominous sign. I'm afraid that a big showdown is imminent…”
Fang Yuan looked at his stats. The black rune at the end of 'Specialization' had reached the last stage.