SHK CH 546: SWORD DEMON (2) (Patreon)

The two of them reacted directly, a dome of wind and water appeared at the same time, covering all the soldiers who were inside the fortress to protect them from the incoming attack but their perception had been distorted. They had never been the target.

The only target was —- The barrier itself.

Slash–!!!

One time. Two times. Three times. Sword light moved and slashed as if it was never-ending.

In one instant the horizon seemed to be completely fragmented as more than ten flashes of light attacked the barrier surrounding their fortress.

Unlike Lustburg. Wratharis didn’t have the chance to have the blood of a Dragon King as an ingredient for their defense. Even so, this was a barrier powerful enough to need many Dukes to attack at the same time before hoping to destroy it.

— At least this was what they all believed until now.

The two sages and all the soldiers witnessed as this barrier was helplessly destroyed like nothing in but an instant. It was as if a simple cover made of paper was helplessly torn apart, giving not even the slightest resistance.

Looking up, they could see a purple-haired woman walking in the air toward them, the aura emanating from her was so overpowering that they could feel it from here even though she was still close to Lustburg’s base.

This also made them understand that she had destroyed their barrier despite the great distance that was separating them.

“Is this…Lustburg Queen?”

Flood gulped a little as blue scales started to cover her fists,

“No…”

Camel’s voice was hoarse.

“She looks too young and she is….She is only a Duke.”

“Haha…”

The two gazed at each other before starting to float as well. Camel was using his power over lightning while Flood had two large wings appear on her back.

They were surprised. Astonished even.

But in the end — They were excited.

Fighting and bullying the weak had never been something they were interested in. Their only desire was to chase after the back of Sun Wukong and for this — There was nothing better than fighting someone strong.

The flood Dragon Queen, Jialong, immediately changed. The bright scales entirely covered her body, giving an appearance close to what the War form gave.

This was nothing but a copy. She had the form but not the essence. Even so, this form of her was enough to inspire respect in the Dragon realm as she went from being nothing but an inferior species to being a strong contender for even the title of Princess back then.

“I am going first!”

Water formed below her feet and propelled her at full speed toward Lilin.

She did not bother asking who she was. What she was or why she looked so much like the Queen. Jialong had no care about such a thing.

All she wanted to do was crush the strong opponent in front of her.

Lilin, though, was utterly calm. She planned to end this fight as fast as possible. She did not know what their Zones were or what they could do.

She had read the reports about the fight Nuwa went through and understood that underestimating a Duke with unknown skill was foolishness.

This was why —

“You should have come at me together.”

— She would go all out. Using the window where they still somehow underestimated her and planned to test the terrain.

Her zone had long since been activated, and the scale it could cover had increased tremendously ever since she signed a contract with Sol and increased the power of her soul.

“This is a shame but — I have to win by all means. I will just incapacitate you.”

The grip of her sword tightened. This was a new sword. One Theresa’s created for her by using her blood and horns. Like she did for Nuwa. This weapon even had the scales of Sol.

It felt weird using her beloved as gathering materials but she had to say — His blood and scales were truly good when it came to this.

The world around her started to change. Her eyes took a slitted demonical form and her purple aura raised like a haze.

Lilin’s path of the sword was hard to explain when compared to the straightforward Lilith.

For years, she rejected the concept of her mother and created her very own. One based on blood lust.

Following this, she awakened her dormant bloodline and started to focus more on the concept of Boundless, erasing all distance to nothing.

But in the end — Those two were all one.

Her existence as a bloody swordsman. As a human.

Her existence as one who followed the boundless sword. As a demon.

Finally, the fact she truly was neither of the two. A princess.

True faces.

They are all hers and she truly was neither.

Her purple aura changed, gushing even more strongly, transforming into a deep crimson aura, like a river of scarlet blood, even her blade turned red.

The stench of sulfur and blood filled the air and the nostrils of all those who were watching the fight while fear filled their minds.

The image of a horned demon with three faces and 9 arms all holding swords appeared behind Lilin, seemingly covering heaven and earth.

The Camel king’s reacted,

“Jialong!”

So did the Flood Queen.

But it was already too late.

Be it the Camel King or the Flood Queen, they realized that moving was useless. They had no means to escape.

This was her strongest move. One she realized after witnessing the attack on her mother.

This was —

[Re Immortal Slaying Art: Ashura!!]

Lilin slashed, her sword even cleaving the clouds in the Sky.

Nine slashes cleaved the ground, creating a crater so deep, one could barely see the end, irreversibly changing the entire landscape of the battlefield.

On that day, a new legend was born as two old legends fell in defeat at the of a sword woman.

This new legend was not of a Sword Saint, inspiring the world with her sword technique.

But that, of a Brutal Sword Demon, destroying everything against her path.