Chapter 767: Slaughter (1/2)
With the strength Qianye was displaying outwardly, it was already quite lucky for him to have obtained a grade-seven gun. Now, he was actually discarding that in favor of a nondescript heavy sword? The knight sneered secretly. He even opened up his Unbreakable Bulwark to make a provocative finger gesture at Qianye. “Come, what are you waiting for?”
Qianye didn’t attack immediately. Instead, he glanced sideways toward his back where another person had appeared. This person, with his sword and dagger, was shrouded in an aura of shrewdness and experience. Compared to the extreme skills of the grey figure and the knight, this person seemed more balanced and his arrival significantly increased the three-man team’s fighting prowess.
The knight said confidently, “You won’t escape with your life if you can’t break my shield. I would consider surrendering if I were you. With your skills and ability, it won’t be a problem for you to gain a good position in the organization. This will also open up your future prospects.”
Qianye wasn’t as hesitant or nervous as he had expected. On the contrary, his expression appeared fairly relaxed. During their meeting in the wilds, Qianye always had a feeling that they had a hidden ace up their sleeves which, apparently, was this third person. Now that their trump card had been placed on the table, there was no longer a need for him to be hesitant. Qianye moved forward with his sword raised, stuffing the knight’s words of persuasion down his throat.
The twin-bladed warrior moved at the same time, sticking close behind Qianye at a constant distance of ten meters. This gap would take no more than a flash for experts of their level—Qianye would be stuck in a pincer attack if he failed to break through the knight’s defenses. Besides, there was still that grey figure who would be searching for an opening from far away.
The knight couldn’t comprehend Qianye’s motive. From the intelligence he had obtained, Qianye was only a hired independent expert and such people would never sacrifice themselves for their duty. It was common for independent experts to surrender in hopeless situations. Could it be that Qianye was confident in extricating himself? The knight glanced at the incoming sword but found nothing special except for the apparent weight.
The knight broke into a frown, but he decided to try one last time. “You think you can destroy my Unbreakable Bulwark with that sword of yours? It takes brute force to drive a heavy sword. Truth be told, even vampire counts can forget about breaking through my shield, let alone a human like you!”
Qianye was surprised at how hard this knight was trying to recruit him. Chuckling to himself, he arrived before the knight in a single step and performed a very simple slash.
It was just that East Peak’s movements were accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder!
“Oh no!” The knight was shocked out of his wits. He raised his shield with both hands and injected every ounce of origin power he had into the shield. The bulwark not only became thicker but veined patterns started to appear at its edges, apparently increasing its defensive capabilities. The smell of blood began to drift out from the cracks between his armor. It would seem he had truly put his life on the line to block this slash.
An inexplicable thud echoed throughout the battlefield. Everyone felt a grave discomfort, almost as if their hearts had been pounded by a sledgehammer.
East Peak stopped very briefly on the shield, and then it bounced back softly, drawing a beautiful arc in the air before pointing diagonally toward the ground. His stance was a display of utter disdain for the opponent.
The knight actually remained in place with his hands on the shield, not taking a single step backward. Nonetheless, he was as rigid as a statue, and his every movement seemed terribly difficult. He made to lower his shield and glance at Qianye, but that small movement elicited a crisp crackle from the bulwark. The shield soon shattered into countless fragments, which scattered to the ground and dispersed in the form of origin power.
“Y-You’re a vampire from a famed clan. N-Not just a count…” It took the knight a lot of effort to utter each word.
“I am a count.” Qianye allowed the knight to know a little bit more about him in light of the attempted recruitment.
“N-No, impossible…” The knight was still standing, but his head fell limp. Up until his last breath, he still couldn’t unravel the doubts in his heart.
That was the extent to which Qianye could explain. The knight had no idea that there were ancient vampires above those from the famed clans.
With the knight fallen, Qianye turned back to target the twin-bladed warrior.
A cold shiver jolted the man out of his shocked state. He was also a character who had faced great winds and waves, someone who shouldn’t have lost his composure in battle. But as someone who had worked with the knight for so long, he knew very well just how terrifying that Unbreakable Bulwark was. It could be said that the knight’s origin power aegis was truly unbreakable except against characters above the marquis level.
Yet Qianye had shattered this unbreakable bulwark in a single slash! It would’ve been fine if the knight had gone flying from the blow, but he couldn’t even take a step back. With no way to disperse the incoming force, he had to take on the entirety of the impact on his own.
This was the most shocking part—just what level had the force on the blade reached?
“T-This, how is this possible?” The twin-bladed warrior gasped.
Qianye didn’t give him much time to think, though. He delivered a horizontal slash, saying, “Nothing impressive, just brute force and weight.”
Brute force was the simplest way to increase the strength of a blow, something he also knew very well. Qianye’s sword looked mediocre and devoid of shocking powers. Perhaps the outcome was, just as he had said, due to sufficient force and weight.
But to kill that knight in one blow, how heavy would the sword have to be, and how powerful the force behind it? The twin-bladed warrior was soon drenched in cold sweat.