Starting With an SSS-Rank Swordsmanship Talent

Looking at Warrick’s heroic figure, the four Transcendents subconsciously tightened their grip on their weapons.

“Stop this futile resistance, Sir Warrick. Just surrender and follow me quietly.” Xavier said while looking for an opportunity to attack.

Warrick sneered at him. “Do I look like an idiot to you?”

“Enough talking! Let’s end this battle now!” Treston shouted as he made the first move.

He rushed towards Warrick and brandished his sword while activating its power of vibration!

Whoosh!

Warrick had already experienced the terror of his sword’s strange ability so he didn’t choose to meet him head-on. He waved his sword and redirected Treston’s attacks.

I can feel the fearsome vibrations, but my body can still handle it.

Facing the old warrior, he could only try his best to minimize the damage to his body.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of danger creeping behind him.

He quickly pulled back his head.

Whoosh!

A flying dagger brushed past his face, leaving him with a minor cut!

Warrick looked at the guy who had thrown the dagger and saw him grinning at him.

Shit! All these guys are dangerous!

He thought he only had to worry about Treston and Xavier, but the other two were just as troublesome. They might be a bit weaker, but they have some fatal techniques in their arsenal.

As the battle dragged on, Warrick’s fatigue became more apparent. He had to take deep breaths every now and then. He didn’t even have enough time to rest since his enemies didn’t allow him to get a breather. As a result, he had been struck by powerful attacks quite frequently which left severe injuries in his body. The worst one was a slash to his beck which almost severed his head!

Soon, Warrick finally fell on his knee, gasping for breath.

I’m at my limit…

He lifted his head and saw that his enemies were still in great condition. They had minor cuts and injuries, but nothing life-threatening.

“Sir Warrick, you should have followed me obediently. You wouldn’t have to suffer if you had only listened.” Xavier’s voice drifted into his ears.

Hearing this, Warrick snorted.

“If you had fought me by yourself, you wouldn’t be standing there right now.”

After saying those words, he stabbed his sword to the ground and used it as leverage to lift his weary body.

Watching him struggle to stand up, Xavier let out a weird smile. “You are making me feel excited.”

He approached the severely wounded warrior, his mind filled with evil thoughts.

“Your friend also rejected me so I forced myself on him. Do you want to hear more about what happened?” Xavier winked at him, making Warrick feel disgusted and furious.

Warrick swayed while trying to stand upright. He then muttered in a cold voice. “Humiliating a warrior of House Silversword… that was the worst decision you made. Soon, you will face retaliation that will make you beg for death!”

Xavier put on a scared look. “Oh my! So scary! Hahaha!”

“Sir Xavier, you should…”

“Shut your mouth, old man! Don’t disturb me while I do my thing!” Xavier made a ‘shooing’ gesture at Treston.

The old warrior’s face darkened.

“Where were we?” Xavier moved his gaze back to Warrick and walked closer to him with a faint smile.

Seeing this, Warrick lifted his sword and aimed the blade at his heart.

I might as well die than let this bastard humiliate me!

Just as he was about to stab himself with the sword, a figure descended from above and stood between him and Xavier.

“Are you alright, Sir Warrick?” It was an emotionless voice that made Warrick’s uneasiness disappear.

He looked at the tall figure and smiled with relief. “You’re just in time, Sir Galanar.”

“Good. Leave this to me.” Galanar replied indifferently.

Xavier was stunned when he saw the massive warrior suddenly appearing in front of him.

I didn’t sense his presence?! Who is this guy?!

He felt a wave of terror gripping his heart. He wanted to retreat, but when he tried to lift his feet, he realized that an invisible pressure was preventing him from moving!

This is!

He felt a chill running down his spine.

In the next moment, Galanar moved like a ghost and appeared next to Xavier. He then grabbed him by the neck and lifted him into the air.

Xavier grabbed the pincer-like arm and attempted to escape from the man’s grip, but he found himself unable to muster his strength. He couldn’t breathe and the lack of air slowly suffocated him.

“R-Re…Release…me.”

His eyes turned bloodshot and his face slowly turned purple.

Galanar increased the strength of his grip which made Xavier fall into unconsciousness.

“I won’t kill you for now.” He muttered coldly as he tossed Xavier aside. He then turned his head towards the three remaining Transcendents.

Upon sensing his gaze, the three warriors felt an unprecedented amount of fear.

With sweat trickling down his face, Treston asked.

“Are you Sir Galanar?”

His massive size and overwhelming power exposed his identity, but Treston still wanted to confirm it.

Meanwhile, the two other Transcendents couldn’t even utter a word. They stood like mute statues looking at Galanar with trembling eyes.

They were all Transcendent Knights, but even without fighting, they could already sense the huge difference between their power!

Just the intense aura leaking out from Galanar was enough to suffocate them!

Galanar didn’t respond. He walked towards the three step by step while silently gathering mana into his arms.

When one of them entered his range, he swung his arm and gave the guy the most destructive slap he had received!

PAH!!!

The Transcendent Knight didn’t even see him make a move. His head spun like a spinning top before it fell to the ground with a ‘thud’.

His headless corpse collapsed with blood gushing out from his neck!

Treston and the remaining Transcendent Knight were terrified when they saw this.

“I-If you think you can kill me that easily, you are terribly wro-“

The other Transcendent Knight couldn’t even finish his words after being cut in half by Galanar’s broadsword! His blood, intestines, and internal organs bursting out!

This time, only Treston was left standing. His survival instincts kicked in and he used his willpower to free himself from Galanar’s overpowering pressure.

He retreated a couple of steps and lifted his sword and shield.

I might really die here!

He thought that he was already strong since he was in the top 20 of the Astanian Dragon Leaderboard, but after witnessing Galanar’s strength, he realized that he had overestimated himself. Even at his peak, he wouldn’t stand a chance against this monster of a human!

Suddenly, Galanar charged at him with a ferocious swing of his broadsword!

Whoosh!

The wind seemed to twist tumultuously as his sword punctured through the air!

Seeing this, Treston raised his shield and imbued his body with mana while preparing himself for the terrible impact.

In the next second, a loud ‘bang’ echoed as Galanar’s broadsword struck his shield!

Bang!

Treston’s shield cracked and broke into pieces before the residual force sent him flying and crashing into the wall!

Bang!

Everything happened so fast that everyone was unable to believe what they had witnessed!

“A monster! He is a monster!” The warriors of House Harrison and their allies were scared witless when they saw how easily Galanar had defeated four Transcendent Knights on his own!

Treston groaned as he stood up shakily. He then looked at the massive figure wielding a broadsword.

Looking at Galanar’s indifferent eyes, he was terrified.

I should have held my grandson longer before going here.

He thought to himself with a look of regret.

He knew that he stood no chance against Galanar so he no longer bothered to put up resistance. He just stood there and waited for his enemy to deal the final blow.

However, just when Galanar was about to deliver that one final slash, a voice drifted over.

“Sir Galanar, wait a moment!”

Galanar’s broadsword stopped just a few inches above Treston’s head.

“Why did you stop me, Sir Warrick?” He asked while looking at Warrick who was approaching them with uneven footsteps.

Warrick grabbed his injured chest as he responded. “I owe that man a favor. Please spare him for my sake.”

Galanar frowned upon hearing this. He hesitated for a moment before he lowered his weapon. “Alright, but you must be responsible for his actions.”

Warrick nodded gratefully. “Thank you.”

Galanar stared deeply at Treston before he approached the unconscious Xavier. “How about this guy? How do you want me to deal with him?” He asked.

Warrick revealed a look of fury. “Don’t kill him just yet! I want him to experience hell for what he has done to Fredrinn!”

Galanar raised an eyebrow, but he didn’t oppose his decision. “Fine.”

Warrick sat on the ground, exhausted. “Now, we are even, old man.” He said.

Treston fell on his butt and let out a complicated sigh.

“Thank you.”