Chapter 224: Nolan Finally Shows Plot Armor
Nolan frowned deeply.
His eyes stayed fixed on the faint five-colored barrier around Damian’s body. "Damn it..."
He had never thought Damian, the same Damian who had once been known as a waste when they met in the past, would suddenly become this rich and strong.
Even worse, Damian’s personality was still the same.
Perverted.
Shameless.
Annoying as hell.
To make it even worse, this bastard actually dared to mock him.
Nolan was known as one of the strongest geniuses in this era. How could he accept being humiliated by Damian?
That thought made Nolan’s anger burn even hotter.
His fingers tightened around his sword hilt until his knuckles turned pale. "Don’t think that with those stupid accessories of yours, you can beat me."
Damian looked at the barrier around himself, then looked back at Nolan. "Stupid accessories? These are expensive, poor simp."
Nolan’s face twisted. "I am more powerful than you."
Golden sword Qi surged around his body again, sharper and denser than before. "This time, I’m going to be serious. No more playing around. No more jokes."
Damian raised his brow. "Oh? You were joking before?"
Nolan ignored him.
A second later, he waved his hand, and a new sword appeared in his grip.
The moment that sword appeared, the entire area changed.
RUMBLE!
The thick sword mist rolled backward.
The surrounding Royal Grade swords trembled violently, as if a higher authority had descended.
The sword in Nolan’s hand was golden-white, long and radiant, with ancient sun-like patterns engraved across the blade.
Its aura was far stronger than any Royal Grade weapon.
Damian’s expression finally changed. "Damn."
His eyes locked onto the sword. "That aura... is this a King Grade sword?"
Nolan’s smile slowly returned.
This time, it was filled with pride. "That’s right."
He raised the golden-white sword, and a terrifying pressure spread from the blade.
HUMM!
"This is [Sunfall King Sword]."
Damian stared at the sword for a few breaths.
Then his mouth twitched.
"Damn. As expected of a protagonist-type bastard. You already got a powerful King Grade sword when I haven’t even gotten one yet."
Nolan looked at Damian’s changing expression and laughed coldly. "What? Afraid now?"
Damian slowly exhaled.
He was not exactly afraid.
He was more annoyed.
And a little jealous.
No.
Very jealous.
The Sword Tomb had so many damn treasures, yet this bastard had somehow gotten a King Grade sword before him.
That alone was enough to make Damian feel uncomfortable.
"This is why protagonist-type bastards are annoying. They walk three steps and find a King Grade sword. I walk for days and have to flatter arrogant weapons like a damn salesman."
Damian glanced at the [Sunfall King Sword] again.
The sword’s pressure was real.
It was not a Top-Rank Royal Grade weapon pretending to be strong.
It was a true King Grade sword.
However, Nolan getting a King Grade sword was not completely unexpected.
A bastard like him had luck, talent, background, and plot-like timing.
Damian had already guessed Nolan might have something dangerous hidden.
His smile slowly returned.
"Still, so what?"
Nolan had a King Grade sword.
Damian had his [Five Elements Accessories Set].
He had the [Five Elemental Sovereign Sword Scripture].
He had Chaos Qi.
He had the [Chaos Dragon Physique].
Most importantly, he had treasure chests.
A lot of treasure chests.
Unlike this stupid protagonist-type simp, Damian’s strength did not come from pretending to be righteous and chasing one dangerous sword woman like a broke lunatic.
His strength came from gifts, women, and shameless profit.
Damian lifted his borrowed Top-Rank Royal Grade sword and pointed it at Nolan. "Not bad, Nolan."
His smile became bright. "But don’t think getting one King Grade sword suddenly makes you the main character."
Nolan’s golden sword Qi surged higher.
Damian’s eyes shone with lazy confidence. "Because unfortunately for you..."
The five-colored barrier around him slowly rotated. "I’m very good at stealing scenes."
Nolan’s eyes became colder. "It seems you still don’t understand the gap between you and me."
He slowly raised the [Sunfall King Sword].
Golden-white light poured from the blade, spreading across the [Core Sword Domain] like a rising sun. "Fine. I’ll show you what that gap really is."
The surrounding sword mist burned away under the radiant pressure.
Even some Royal Grade swords nearby trembled and pulled their auras back.
Damian’s expression became more serious.
Nolan’s voice echoed through the mist.
[Sunfall Heaven Sword Scripture]
The moment those words fell, the golden-white sword light around Nolan changed.
It was no longer only sharp.
It became vast, heavy, and scorching, like a collapsing sun pressing down from the sky.
Damian’s brows slowly furrowed. "This aura... the hell? You have a King Grade martial art too?"
Nolan’s smile became full of pride. "Now you understand."
Damian clicked his tongue.
"Damn protagonist-type bastard. King Grade sword, King Grade sword art, golden sword Qi, and probably some annoying secret bloodline too. Why does this idiot’s luck look so rich when his personality is so poor?"
Nolan lifted his sword with both hands.
His aura erupted.
RUMBLE!
[First Move - Dying Sun Buries the World]
A huge golden sun illusion appeared above Nolan’s blade.
The terrifying sword pressure made the stone ground crack before the attack even descended.
Damian looked at the giant sun-like sword light and finally cursed. "Goddammit."
His fingers tightened around his Top-Rank Royal Grade sword. "In the end, this bastard really is a protagonist-type monster."
Nolan smiled coldly. "Die."
The golden sun sword light crashed down.
BOOOOOOM!
The entire area shook.
Golden-white sword light swallowed the broken stone gate, the sword mist, and the ground around Damian.
For a moment, it looked like a sun had fallen inside the [Core Sword Domain].
Dust, broken stone, and burning sword Qi covered everything.
Nolan slowly lowered the [Sunfall King Sword], his face filled with cold satisfaction. "Hmph. In the end, you were still only trash relying on luck."
He looked at the burning crater ahead and smiled cruelly. "Don’t worry, Damian. I’ll take everything that should have been mine."
His eyes flashed with twisted obsession. "Selvara, your master, your position... all of it will belong to me."
Inside the smoke, no answer came.