Amber Sword

"You think she can stop me?" Williams asked coldly.

Brand chuckled inwardly because he heard Williams use the pronoun ’she’ instead of ’he’ in the Kruz Language, thinking that this person was also someone who couldn’t distinguish between genders. He leisurely looked up at Williams and replied, "Whether or not, you can give it a try."

Saying this, Brand lightly raised his hand. A Life Holy Scripture disappeared from the battlefield.

The Life Holy Scripture was moved off the field.

Shuffle all cards in the graveyard back into the deck.

At the same time, Brand once again cast Lightning Storm, and the Nightmare Furnace Construct immediately unleashed a black lightning towards Williams. But Williams seemed prepared for this move, snorted coldly, "Petty tricks!" and dodged to the left. While avoiding the Lightning Storm, he appeared on Brand’s left side and slashed his sword towards Brand’s neck.

"Brand, watch out, Flash Sword!" Otarais suddenly reminded.

Brand’s heart tightened slightly because the sword was indeed too fast, and as Otarais’ voice had just fallen, he could almost feel the coldness of the sword’s edge.

Too fast.

From dodging to striking, it seemed that Williams made two moves, but in the eyes of ordinary people, these two moves were completely beyond normal perception. Everyone present, including Princess Griffith behind Brand, seemed to only see the instant Williams struck.

As if he was originally standing there, and the sword was naturally supposed to sever Brand’s neck, flawless and perfect.

"Ah!" Princess Griffith’s face suddenly turned pale.

Unfortunately, the high-flying head Williams anticipated did not exist. Instead, he only saw Brand’s shadow gradually fading in front of him. And in the next moment, Brand suddenly appeared behind him, slashing the Earth Sword towards his shoulder.

Clang!

Williams didn’t even turn his head to look back but seemed to know Brand was right behind him. He rested his longsword backward, perfectly blocking Brand’s falling sword edge.

The clash of swords sent sparks flying.

"This... Wind Queen Nine Luminaries!" The sword blocked effortlessly, but the expression on Williams’ face completely changed. He was slightly stunned and sternly shouted, "How do you know—!"

But before he finished speaking, a faint rumbling sound suddenly reached the ground from beneath. Williams’ face changed, instinctively sensing danger, and he leaped upward. At his feet, a sharp rocky spear suddenly burst through the soil, creating a rocky forest under the high-flying Deputy Commander of the Holy Temple Knights. If not for his timely reaction, he might have been pierced through.

"Earth Sword!"

This time, Williams didn’t need to remind them; everyone recognized it. Ou Fuwei, Princess, officers from the Royal Knight Academy, most of whom came from noble families with deep roots, had more or less heard tales of the Earth Sword.

The Holy Sword connected with the Earth, able to unleash limitless power as long as on the ground—

This was the Earth Sword.

Williams remained icy inside. Before this, he only knew that Brand was a descendant of Sword Saint Darius but didn’t expect this fellow to have so many secrets. With an alliance with the Naga and Druids, remarkable strength of his own, holding the status of Summoner, and now even the Dragon Descendant and Earth Sword appeared.

He increasingly found Brand to be a nuisance and felt more determined to eliminate him.

But just as this thought crossed his mind, he saw Brand not far away quickly retreat while holding the Princess of Erune, of course, not forgetting to look up and flash him a grin.

This... taunt?

Not good!

Williams suddenly felt a bad omen in his heart, and as he glanced down, he saw something sparkling on the tip of the topmost rocky blade—sure enough, it was a crystal.

Boom!

A loud explosion echoed, shaking the entire ground in the forest. A blinding light rose above the treetops of the Black Pine Forest, and a strong wave instantly snapped the tall pines one after another. As if in the blink of an eye, between the woodlands at the foot of Angerk Mountain, a giant crater had formed at the center of the fallen pines.

In the center of the crater, smoke curled, Williams stood at the bottom and wasn’t directly killed, but his appearance was far from pristine now. His armor was charred black, and his gold and red cloak was shredded into strips, looking like a beggar.