Lord Shadow

Chapter 1693: Swords All Over

The cold wind blows and the gust of wind turns to storms.

Snows fall from the sky, the sight of a white world, an ice palace on top of a hill, majestic and imposing

And in front of this palace is a man. He looks at the palace and he smiles. The wind blows his robe, but it did not do much damage to him

This person is none other than Death Monarch

Death Monarch is in Moscow admiring a palace made of ice.

The strongest man in the world he is also naturally the freest man in the world.

Riding all over heaven and earth, governing the elements of the world, roaming endlessly, that is carefree.

And right now, after that enlightenment, he becomes even more carefree. Like a burden being lift off from him. Death Monarch stands in front of the Ice Palace, a smile on his face

He look at the palace, take a step forward, feel the repelling force of a divine sense attacks him.

The divine sense attacked him, but like a passing wind, it push him and instantly split into two and dissipated almost immediately.

The Divine Sense is like sword. When it attack, it would kill. There is nothing in this world that this divine sense could not cut

Almost.....nothing in the world. Because the one standing in front of the Ice Palace and intend to intrude is Death Monarch

Hence, this divine sense, sharp as a sword, a death sentence is nothing but passing wind.

It attack and it breaks at first contact.

Azief raises his eyebrows. ”It is sharper. And the invincible intent in the sword will ahs improved even more. It seems I have really been away for quite some time” Azief have many plans before. Usually, he would be rushing right now.

To make sure everything is working around schedule. But for now, he is very calm.

Azief is in front of that door. The door itself is huge. Almost like an entrance to a giant residence.

Twenty feet door in height.

One could imagine that anyone who wanted to enter into this palace would already feel intimidated just by seeing such a huge door.

It would make anyone feel small.

Azief however see it as a door. And he thought it look cute. Because he knows where Katarina is coming from.

It is hard to intimidate someone who stares at a black hole and tries to refine a black hole energy. He went to the darkness, the literal darkness and survive.

How do you intimidate someone who literally have spoken with the Creator of All Things? How do you do that?

Well, a door certainly wouldnʼt do that.

It did not give him any intimidation. It did not fills his heart with fear. ”She is imitating me” Azief thought to himself and when he think of Katarina trying to copy him in his demeanour, he could not help but chuckles a bit.

His habit is not all that admirable. But he does like play theatrics.

It is his way of subduing and weaning the enemy even before they see him.

He would try to intimidate them, try to create an image of invincibility. Sometimes, he creates a different image, a benevolent ruler. Sometimes he becomes the Oath keeper and increase his trustworthiness.

According to the people, according to the situation, he changes.

This however, changes ait when he grows stronger. In the past, he needs to make preparation to make that kind of theatrics works.

But when he became the undisputed strongest person in the world, intimidation is as easy as breathing for him

Each time he enters a room, he knows he has the strongest weapon. And everyone knows that if he got angry, he would not hesitate to use that weapon.

In essence, just by him being in a room, he exerted invisible pressure. ”I must remined Katarina that she not need stop to this kind of tricks” he thought to himself.

And then Azief took a step forward. The door is still closed. He pushes his finger toward the door and the door opens almost like it is as light as a feather

There is a shimmering and the sound of something broken, like a glass. Azief only smiles at this because he knows that the broken thing is the binding formation.

The palace shimmers for a second and then it reveals it true face.

A White Palace. Like it is made of marble.

There is a masking formation that is being applied to the palace. ”This is no longer an Ice Palace. It is a Palace of Swords” Azief mutters to himself as he look at the palace.

There is sword everywhere. On the outer layer of the palace there is swords jutting out of everywhere.

There is also a sword on the back hill. ”I see it only when I am here. Well....I never thought that Katarina would mask her palace with such a potent formation. Nor did I expect that she would hide such things” he looks at the sword and he sighed because he could feel that each sword has a will

Intent. Desire.

Some of these intents are sharp. Some are dull. Some are cold. Some are hot. Passionate. Unfeeling. Anger. Affection. Hate. Love.

Emotions is embedded in these swords. Swords that contain feelings. Contains desire. Contain....souls. ”Katarina is nurturing these sword” Azief immediately make such judgment. Azief method might not see him using swords.

However, those who have deal with Death Monarch knows that while he did not use a sword, nor does he have any mythical wepoan in the shape of a sword, when he does wanted to attack people, there were times when he uses sword method.

When he cut off an island, he uses sword method. When he wanted to cut his enemies, he uses sword method.

And the reason why he is so fast in ascertaining Katarina intention with the sword is because he is the teacher of Xi Feng

And in that world, where he took a disciple, he had seen all kinds of sword method

And Sword Raising method is not something that is secret to him

Hence, all it took was one glance, and one glance is the only thing that is needed for Azief to make the right conclusion.

Katarina is raising these swords. With her Will. ”Where is she?”

He looks at the empty place and then he notices something. The sword is shaking. Trembling. ”Hmm?”

And he smiles. ”I woke up just at the right moment. At the right time. Just not at the right place. This is truly the wonder of destiny and fate” he mutters to himself.

What are the chances that the moment he wake up and decided to go to see Katarina, it is that time, that Katarina is in trouble?

Like a story, like a plot that needed to happen to move the story along.

Azief felt like he is the protagonist of the world. Like the world move the plot along for his sake.

But that is not really the case. It is just simply that his attainment of fate and destiny laws become more refined

Maybe subconsciously Azief did not go to see Katarina because he could feel that this fate between them is not yet at the optimum moment ”You have fate with me” these are the words of many of those people of the Three Thousand Worlds when they meet someone and wanted to explain their accidental meeting

It is only now that Azief experience it for himself, he could feel how magical this method are. ”Connected by a thread of cause and effect, it then means that I am in her destiny and she is in my destiny”

He understood something about fate and destiny but right now is not the time to think about it.

Because, the shaking become even more stronger.

The entire palace seems to vibrate. And then one of the swords suddenly flies out from the palace.

Swish!

Azief did not chase that sword.

Instead, he waited.

And just a second later, another sword flies out.

Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight dozen of swords suddenly flies out from the palace.

It would be a sword for a second and then another second later, this sword abandoned its shape and turns into a bolt of light that flew away.

Now, Azief follows. He looks at the sword light and he just needed to follow it.

To many people, when they see the sword light all they could see is like a flash, like lightning passing by them

Like a second. Like a moment. Like an instant.

But to Azief this lightning is nothing but fast. It is slow to his eyes. And so, he could simply see where the sword light is going.

And he simply follows it. And two flash of light streak across the world.

A sword intent fills the sky

Some people notices it. A sharp sword splitting the sky, a familiar aura.

Snow falls even harder in Moscow; the sharpness of the Ice Palace is revealed to the Republic.

Two lovers will meet again, under the blessing of a thousand sword. ....