Chapter 41 Juggernaut. Divano! ~Ask for a monthly ticket~)
Divano stood upright, holding the 'Holy Sword' in both hands.
The scabbard of this 'Holy Sword' is completely black, made of wood-like leather, the hilt is silver gray, and the sword grid is bright silver, like a bat's half-folded wings.
Anyone can tell how extraordinary this long sword is with just one glance.
only……
Is this ‘Holy Sword’ too modern?
Jason thought.
From what he knew, the 'Holy Sword' should have been handed down from ancient times, either because of the extraordinary user or the extraordinary forger, and thus became possessed of extraordinary power.
But the 'Holy Sword' in front of him did not have any accumulation of time, but inexplicably gave Jason the feeling of a modern handicraft.
However, the taste of ‘food’ cannot be deceiving.
He smelled 'food' on it.
A long sword has such an aura, which is enough to prove the excellence (deliciousness) of this long sword.
call!
Flames wrapped around Jason's fists, and hot air waves blew around, making people unable to breathe.
Divano slowly put down the 'Holy Sword' he was holding high and placed it flat in front of his eyes. He looked at the 'Holy Sword' in his hand intently, as if he and the 'Holy Sword' were the only ones left in the world.
'Like.
Then, he also disappeared.
Only...the 'Holy Sword' is left!
Suddenly, the 'Holy Sword' bloomed brightly in Divano's 'vision'.
Like the sun!
It was more like the bright light from those fists deep in his memory!
Keep moving forward!
Invincible!
Under the light, Divano's injuries that had just been blown to pieces by the [Charles Burning Technique] were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and most of the stamina that had been consumed was quickly replenished.
"With the 'Holy Sword' in my hand, I can get rid of all negative states, even death!"
"And when I pull out the 'Holy Sword', I can slash the entire city with one sword!"
Divano said this, holding the scabbard with his left hand and gently stroking the hilt with his right hand.
Then, hold it.
Buzz!
A sword intent soared into the sky.
Jason, who was the closest, could clearly feel a sharp breath coming towards his face, as if he wanted to cut himself apart.
This is not an illusion!
Tiny sword marks began to appear on the ground.
The ceiling above his head also seemed to have been stabbed by dozens or hundreds of long swords.
In Angcheng, ordinary people near the 'JJ Fighting Hall' only felt their whole bodies trembling, and subconsciously wanted to flee from here.
But those who had been trained for a long time were horrified.
They knew very well what such a sharp aura represented, especially the forces and individuals who had received the news that the 'Temple' had sent people, and they were already trembling at this time.
‘Sword Master’ Divano!
"It's him!"
In the office, Edmond, who was drafting the report on 'Shaun's death', stood up and directly issued the highest level alert order for the 'shelter' in Angcheng.
Edmon knows very well what ‘Sword Master’ Divanor represents.
Win every battle!
The reason why the 'Temple' can still be feared by all forces in the new century, apart from the 'Faceless Men' legion, is another important reason why the 'Sword Master' Divano is there.
Facing the "encirclement and suppression" by the coalition forces of various organizations in the new century, the "Sword Master" Divano can defeat thousands of troops with one person and one sword!
The name of the opponent's 'Sword Master' was earned through actual combat.
"Help me transfer to the headquarters 'Supreme Council'!"
Edmond picked up the emergency communication device and began to call for help from the headquarters of the "Shelter".
At the same time, he hoped in his heart that Jason could last longer.
"Lord Jason, since you are immortal, please support me for 15 minutes!"
"It only takes 15 minutes, and our reinforcements will definitely arrive!"
Edmund thought to himself.
However, the next moment, Edmon's heart fell to the bottom.
"Hello."
"Yes, Edmund?"
"haven't seen you for a long time."
The familiar voice coming from his ears made Edemon's face darken instantly.
…
"Damn it!"
When Esther, who was in the temporary secret base, felt the sharp sword intent, he jumped up from his limp state and looked at the 'JJ Fighting Gym' with an ugly expression.
Esther knew what this meant.
Because, no matter when he joined the 'Holy Snake Society' or when he entered the 'shelter', he had clearly studied the relevant information.
You can give up the mission when you encounter 'Sword Master' Divano.
Ester really didn't expect to meet the 'Sword Master' Divano now.
According to Esther's idea, Divano will not appear in Ang City at all, because when they 'connect' all the external forces in Ang City, they can already make the 'Temple' compromise.
At that time, it was impossible for the 'Temple' to send out the 'Sword Master' Divano.
But I never expected that the 'Temple' would directly send the 'Sword Master' Divano.
What is the difference between this and playing cards when he throws down a three and the other side throws down a king bomb?
Can I still play?
How about I just run away with Senior Edemon?
He must have a safe way out.
Esther thought subconsciously, but then shook her head.
no!
Not just us, but also Kratos, Logan and the others... Damn it, how could there be so many people running away?
Esther couldn't help but pull her hair.
Then, when he came to his senses, he realized that Alas beside him had long disappeared.
"Could it be..."
"No way?"
Aster turned his head and looked at the 'jj fighting gym' where the sword was soaring, his face changing back and forth.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and ran out the door.
…
Kuya made a cup of coffee and a cup of milk tea.
She was holding coffee and placing milk tea opposite her, with a silly smile on her face, as if the person sitting opposite her was the 'Claw 13' who had agreed to her invitation.
As for Jason not speaking at that time?
She took it as Jason's acquiescence.
"What do you like?"
"Do you have a dream?"
"What do you like to eat?"
Kuya held the coffee and spoke as if practicing.
Sicott and Lessius stood at a distance and watched this scene.
"Is she stupid?"
Lessius tapped his temple with his right index finger and asked Sicott.
"Falling in love always makes people obsessed."
"If you like paper people, you won't understand."
Sicott said with a chuckle.
"You understand! You understand! Until now, you can only rely on clubs to experience love, you understand everything!"
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Lessius shouted at Sicotte.
"I am focused and consistent!"
The gray-haired Sicott emphasized.
"Yes, it's money."
"I spend money, and I have it."
Lessius sneered.
"It's as if you don't spend money on your paper figurine wife."
Cicotte retorted.
Suddenly, Lessius was furious again.
"You are insulting my faith!"
Lessius roared angrily and was about to roll up his sleeves and punch Sicotte.
And just when Lessius raised his arm, a sharp sword intent descended.
The two people who were arguing a moment ago looked at each other with solemn expressions.
"Is it that guy?"
Lessius asked.
"Well, definitely."
Sicotte answered affirmatively.
As for Kuya, who was practicing in the distance, the coffee cup in his hand became unsteady and fell down.
Snap!
The coffee juice splashed everywhere, and Kuya stood up and rushed out.
But he was stopped by Harrow.
"The base has entered level one alert and no one is allowed to leave."
As the director of Angcheng of the 'Holy Snake Society', Haruo could hardly speak in a serious tone.
"yes."
Sicott, Lessius immediately answered.
Kuya hesitated.
It’s impossible for the ‘Night Owl Court’ to pin everything on ‘Claw 13’, right?
Someone else should be sent there!
'Claw 13' will be fine.
With this thought in her heart, Kuya's footsteps moved towards the door bit by bit.
Obviously, what you think in your heart is one thing, but what you do is another.
Snap!
Harrow struck Kuya on the neck with his knife.
Looking at Kuya who fainted, Haro sighed slightly.
"'Sword Master' Divano..."
"That's not a battle we can engage in!"
Harrow said this, put Kuya on a chair aside, and then walked to the window. He looked at the place where the sword was soaring, and the knuckles of the palms holding the cane turned slightly white.
At this moment, he hoped that the 'Night Owl Court' was real.
Because, only in this way can we stop the 'Sword Master' from killing Angcheng!
When the 'Temple' sent the 'Sword Master', Harrow already guessed the 'Temple's' attitude towards Ang City.
"We must win!"
Harrow prayed.
…
The actual sword intent made Jason feel a sting all over his body.
His cloak had long been torn and there were cracks on his mask.
But his eyes were fixed on Divano opposite.
The flames in his hands burned more and more intensely.
Then
Whoosh, whoosh!
Jason made a throwing motion with both hands, and fireballs shot out immediately.
Boom boom boom!
Continuous explosions appeared on Divano's body.
Fires shot out and explosions roared.
One moment Divano was shattered to pieces, but the next moment he was intact.
He held the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right hand. Without saying a word, he exerted slight force on his right hand, and the 'Holy Sword' began to escape from the scabbard bit by bit.
At this time, Jason finally saw clearly the true face of the 'Holy Sword'.
The sword is a one-handed sword with an edge on one side.
The blade of the sword is not radiant with cold light.
Instead, there was a gray feeling, as if this 'Holy Sword' was made of inferior steel, its blade was not sharp, and it was impossible to fight.
But at this moment, Divano, who was holding the sword, was soaring into the sky with a terrifying aura, especially the determination on the opponent's face and the self-confidence in his eyes, which almost turned into reality.
I will win!
This is the feeling that Devano gave Jason.
And Jason?
Without saying a word, more fireballs were thrown.
He himself is immortal.
Therefore, he does not believe in the so-called immortality at all.
The manifestation of immortality is just that the weakness has not been found, or... there has been no quantitative change to qualitative change.
Divano allowed the fireball to explode.
In a breath, everything returned to its original state.
"You are the first person in ten years to ask me to pull out the 'Holy Sword'."
"I originally hoped to use it... Since you are the first person who asked me to pull out the 'Holy Sword', you can tell me your name."
"It's your pleasure."
Divano said calmly.
Jason continued to attack without saying a word.
Looking at Jason like this, Devano couldn't help but shook his head.
"You gave up the glory you deserved!"
Divano said and stabbed out with his sword.
It's just a normal straight thrust.
However, this straight thrust was very fast!
It was so fast that Jason's perception was almost 6 times that of an ordinary person, and he couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed, so he was pierced through the chest by a sword.
The tip of the sword emerged from the back, and blood dripped down.
Jason, on the other hand, seemed to feel no pain at all. He tilted his head back slightly, and then slammed forward.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Divano covered the bridge of his nose, drew his sword and retreated.
Then, Jason punched him.
Fists burning with flames fell like raindrops.
breathe!
breathe!
Jason's body made an instinctive adjustment and directly activated [Daytime Hunting].
He exchanged 100% accelerated consumption for the blessing of +1 agility at this moment.
He couldn't help shouting that heroic voice.
"Ola-o-la-o-la-o-la!"
The flaming fist brought up layers of phantoms, completely surrounding Divano.
Such fists are nothing to Divano.
Even if it's burning with flames, it's the same.
However, when Jason's fists began to wave, bringing up layers of phantoms, and when the heroic voice began to sound, Divano was in a trance.
In his world with only swords, he appeared again.
That little giant-like figure... also appeared.
The opponent's fist smashed down directly.
That dazzling light shines again.
The mushroom cloud rose into the sky again.
Can my sword be a match?
Devano hesitated.
He hesitated.
With just a moment's hesitation, only a moment's hesitation, before his eyes, the figure that was supposed to be Jason instantly merged with the figure of the little giant.
At this moment, it seems like I have returned to thirty years ago again.
Back when he didn't even dare to draw his sword.
sword?
Yes, I have the 'Holy Sword'!
‘Holy Sword’ can help me!
As if grasping a life-saving straw, Devano blocked the holy sword in front of Jason's fist.
Jason didn't shy away.
He keenly noticed Divano's terrifying aura and was stunned.
Although Jason didn't know what happened to such a change, he knew that the opportunity was too late to miss.
"Ola-o-la-o-la-o-la!"
The sounds in his mouth became louder and louder, and the bold and refreshing blows became more intensive.
No matter who is in front of you.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a ‘Holy Sword’ or a ‘Sword Master’.
He just needs to punch!
He, his attack will definitely be effective.
If it doesn't work, throw more punches.
Bang, bang bang!
Clang Clang Clang!
Punch after punch was struck, but Divano blocked them all with his 'Holy Sword'.
And this temporary obstruction is enough for Divano to recover.
He calmed down again.
He once again entered the realm of the 'Sword Master'.
Once again, only the 'Holy Sword' remained in his eyes.
Then……
He found that the 'Holy Sword' was full of cracks.
Then, when Jason punched me again
Snap!
The 'Holy Sword' was broken.
PS Feilong recommends a book "The Strongest Fire-Headed Army of the Tang Dynasty"~
