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Chapter Thirty-Three Meetings under the Sun

The dark night sky suddenly lit up.

A flash of light appeared in the east.

This is the first ray of light today.

Its appearance heralds the fading of the night and the beginning of the day.

Soft and bright, it shines on Jason's body.

The faint light made this tall, strong body appear deeper and deeper, and then——

Brilliant!

A 25-meter-long lightsaber appeared in Jason's hand.

Darkness, divided into two!

Only the dazzling and sharpness of the lightsaber is left!

The old instructor's eyes widened as he looked at the 25-meter-long lightsaber. His mouth was opening and closing like a landed fish. He wanted to say something to express his emotions at the moment, but he really couldn't say anything.

fencing?

Is this swordsmanship?

Is this what swordsmanship is like?

So, what did he mean by wielding a long metal sword before?

Exercise?

This old instructor from Cherry City, who was as strong as a bear and 'unyielding in copper', fell into a certain degree of doubt in his life.

But compared to the beings killed by [Sword of Dawn], the old instructor was much better.

Sidir, who had just recovered from the 'sheep state', went straight to the outskirts of Cherry City after receiving the exact news.

As the only 'Count' in Cherry City, he knew very well what Jason's ability to identify Sabi's 'infiltrators' meant to the entire 'mysterious side' of the ground.

He also knew more clearly what it would mean if he could hold such an ability in his hands.

His deterrence will no longer be limited to Cherry City!

He can truly become a prince!

Even, in exchange for more resources, become a marquis!

When he thought of this, Sidir's heart, which had stopped long ago, started to feel warm.

Without hesitation, Sidir moved forward as quickly as possible.

Because, he can be sure that he has this idea, and so do several other guys.

Let go of Nosa, that bastard whose brain is all about muscles and who opposes him everywhere.

This insidious guy Delleuce must be planning something.

besides……

Jennifer!

Thinking of the latter, an unprecedented solemnity appeared in Sidir's eyes.

The other party is really terrible!

Witch...no!

It's a witch!

Compared to the former title, Sidir prefers to use this 'formal title' to describe the other party.

The opponent's strength is like the sea, and you can't see how powerful it is at the edge, and there are even weird waves under the sea.

Especially the latter always frightened him.

Otherwise, how could he, a majestic earl, beg for mercy like that?

Since the other party appeared 10 years ago, and after a little trial, Sidir has always shown a posture of 'protecting' or even 'pursuing' the other party, but only Sidir himself understands why he did this.

like?

He is long gone.

As a pureblood, such a thing does not exist.

Who can develop a love for food?

He is just afraid of the other party.

But that was before, now?

He wants to find Jason, control Jason, and then use this as a powerful opportunity to reverse the hierarchy in Cherry City's "Golden Wind".

From a distance, Sidir saw Jason and Kodak.

The vampire's vision was not affected at all at night, but was even more enhanced.

"Accessible?"

Sidir frowned.

The warriors and knights of the 'Unyielding Bronze' are a group of high-quality food in the eyes of this blood Earl.

That blood is sweet and hot.

Before the arrival of the Sabi people, he had made arrangements in private more than once to taste such blood.

Of course, not all of them are taken indiscriminately.

Instead, taste a little bit quietly.

It's not about restraint.

Being born in the Demon Party, he doesn't care about restraint. He is not a hypocritical guy like those in the Secret Party, nor is he an independent person.

He just didn't dare.

Because, the instructors of the ‘Unyielding Bronze’ Cherry City are reachable.

This was a warrior who had personally torn off the heads of more than ten purebloods, including a fellow warrior who was about to be promoted to a marquis.

Before the invasion of Sabi Star, meeting the other party was something he had always avoided.

This moment is no exception.

Sidir, who had evil intentions, used the secret skills of the vampires to cover his aura and body.

He quietly approached Jason like a shadow.

With Kodak here, of course he can't take action directly.

However, the blood clan's ritual gave him the confidence to influence Jason!

Not direct control!

But the influence bit by bit finally made Jason lean towards himself!

Just like those worshipers among the bastards.

What do humans call them?

right!

Blood slave!

Jason, become my blood slave!

This will make you feel honored for life!

This is the most glorious moment of your life!

No matter how strong you are, you will still be proud of it!

"I need a good start to get closer to Jason!"

"Show your kindness!"

"Then, start setting up the ceremony..."

Sidir, who was thinking, seemed to sense something and subconsciously raised his head.

Then, he saw a bright 25-meter-long lightsaber slashing down.

The lightsaber hasn't really landed on him yet.

The aura contained in the lightsaber made him tremble.

That's instinctive fear!

What frightened him even more was that the sword was so fast and sudden that he had no room to dodge.

Silently, Sidir was split into two!

The powerful resilience of the vampires is completely useless at this moment.

because--

yi!

As early as when the [Sword of Dawn] was slashed out, the special force field of [Protection from Evil] enveloped Sidir.

The next moment!

"Ahhh!"

A pitiful cry rang out from Sidir's mouth, and his whole body was ignited with flames.

In the flames, it turned into ashes.

There was only one ring left, blooming with a strange brilliance.

This is a gold ring, not inlaid with gemstones, but the carving is exquisite and full of complicated patterns.

Jason walked over and raised his hand to pick up the ring, his nose twitching slightly.

“It smells so good!”

Just now, when Sidir approached, he had already noticed the faint malice.

And the ring in his hand allowed him to confirm the other party's location.

Coupled with the display of swordsmanship talent just at dawn.

Everything is so appropriate.

"Sidel?"

The old instructor looked at the figure disappearing in the flames and made a surprised voice.

"You know him?"

Jason asked.

"Yeah, a smartass guy."

The old instructor nodded and commented, and then looked at Jason again.

His eyes were full of surprise and admiration.

He found that Jason was really a person who surprised him in every way.

Obviously I have tried my best to overestimate it, but it will soon be broken by Jason.

And, not just once.

is several times in a row.

Especially 'that sword' just now!

It has already gone beyond common sense.

It is no longer within the normal category.

With a touch of detachment!

That was what he had been looking for but couldn't get.

Now that it appears on Jason, what does it mean?

Jason's swordsmanship talent is far beyond that of ordinary people!

It's not that he is gifted with swordsmanship, but...a genius!

Well, a genius in swordsmanship!

Sooner or later he will become a swordsman genius who will become a saint!

The old instructor silently commented in his heart, and then introduced Xi Dier in detail.

"Sidil is the leader of the vampires in Cherry City. He is very powerful and very ambitious. He is considered to be at the middle level in the entire 'Golden Wind'. He, some other dark creatures and a few annoying guys formed Cherry City."

Golden Wind's high-rise."

"it?"

Jason was paying attention to what the old instructor called Sidir.

"Of course it is."

"The 'Ground Investigation Bureau' emphasizes the need to face up to some 'people' in the 'Golden Wind'."

There was sarcasm on the old instructor's face, and he emphasized the pronunciation of the last word.

They have been fighting openly and secretly for decades, hundreds, or even hundreds of years.

If it weren't for the sudden foreign enemy being too powerful, how could they possibly unite together?

But even if they unite, how can they live in peace and friendship in the true sense?

Being able to maintain this kind of superficial peace should be the limit.

Jason thought silently as he learned more about the world in front of him.

"Of course, there are still some good guys in there."

"They can be called friends."

"But that definitely doesn't include bastard Sidir."

The old instructor said, looking into the distance.

A man with a rough face and a strong body is coming here.

The opponent runs on all fours, using both hands and feet, and is extremely fast.

From the moment he appeared in his field of vision, it only took a few dozen seconds for him to appear in front of Jason.

"Yes, Sidir is a bastard."

This man's hearing was far beyond ordinary people's imagination. From a distance of more than a thousand meters, he could still hear the old instructor's comments about Sidir.

Then, the other person looked at Jason, gave Jason a thumbs up gesture, and smiled. Under the sun, the other person's teeth shone brightly as he smiled.

"Well done, Jason."

"You will be my friend Nosa from now on."

Nosa said this.

Then, Nosa stood up straight and saluted the old instructor solemnly.

"Instructor."

Nosa greeted respectfully.

The old instructor grinned, raised his hand and patted Nosa's shoulder hard.

He once taught the other party when the other party was still a normal person.

But now, the other party is no longer a normal person, but he can still restrain himself and maintain the bottom line. This is enough in the eyes of the old instructor.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sincere slap made Nosa grit his teeth.

Although he became a werewolf and his body was several times stronger than that of a human, and he was making progress every day, he was still unable to bear the instructor's 'care'.

The instructor is stronger!

Nosa felt the power of the old instructor's palm and couldn't help but think.

Then, his eyes turned to Jason.

Jason is also very strong!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to kill Sidir with one sword!

Although that guy Sidir is a bastard, he still has some strength.

And that sword strike just now... was it swordsmanship?

Nosa, who was accustomed to fighting with his body, was full of doubts and couldn't help but look at the instructor.

"certainly!"

"That's swordsmanship!"

The old instructor said with great certainty.

"But where's the sword?"

Nosa looked at the unarmed Jason in confusion.

"There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart."

"With a sword in your heart, you can cut down everything."

Jason said calmly.

"So that's it."

The old instructor nodded slightly, his face thoughtful.

Nosa scratched his head, not understanding at all, but did not disturb the old instructor, but waved to Delbon.

"Chief Nossa."

Delbon, who had been lowering his presence since the beginning, smiled again at this time.

He was also frightened by Jason's sword.

He always thought that Jason was lying to him and that his talent for swordsmanship was all lies.

But who knew it could be true!

Moreover, that sword is so strong!

quick!

Sharp!

Like light!

Even Sidir, the vampire leader, was turned to dust with one sword!

It is clear that the sword is used, but is the sword the strongest?

Is this the so-called trump card?

But does it not matter if such a trump card is exposed like this?

Delbon couldn't help but think, and subconsciously looked at the place where Sidir burned to ashes.

Almost instantly, he thought of something.

The exposed trump card can naturally no longer be the trump card.

But what if such a trump card is only half exposed?

A 25 meter long lightsaber if not all?

What if it is 40 meters?

What if it’s longer?

Thinking of this, Delbon couldn't help but sigh.

"So that's it."

Immediately, Delbon introduced Nosa to Jason in an increasingly respectful manner.

"The leader of Nosa was born in the 'Unyielding Bronze', but he was accidentally infected with wolfsbane, and then accidentally became the werewolf leader of Cherry City. Also because of the existence of leader Nosa, there have been no werewolves in Cherry City in the past 20 years.

Human events.”

Accident?

Jason subconsciously glanced at the old instructor who was thinking hard.

He didn't think that accidents would happen to a certain person frequently.

"Sir Jason, all the messages have been replied. Everyone is very interested in the body of Sabi Planet's 'Raider' and is coming quickly. Do you have any other instructions?"

Delbon asked.

"When will they arrive?"

Jason asked.

The arrival of these people means that the "Liu Shui Xi" plan has begun.

Jason couldn't wait any longer.

Saliva can't help secreting.

Jason resisted the urge to eat the 'ring' in his hand.

"immediately!"

Delbon answered.

Just after Delbon finished speaking, the ground on Jason's side suddenly shook, and a small, green-skinned, humanoid monster wearing neat work clothes came out.

Then, in the dense forest not far away, a man with leaves, messy hair and beard walked out of a big tree.

Then, several huge eagles suddenly appeared in the sky. When they landed on the tree crown, the eagle heads turned into human heads. They were all women. They stretched their bodies and stood up.

Whoosh!

Amidst the rapid sound of breaking through the air, several witches riding broomsticks appeared in the direction approaching Cherry City.

And on the ground behind them, a group of monsters were running wildly.

There are both a ball of gelatin, a humanoid creature with horns, and a group of similarly green-skinned humanoid monsters, but with slightly more ferocious faces and sloppily dressed monsters.

And this is only part of it.

More monsters are still gathering here.

As these monsters gathered, Jason's nose could not help but twitch as he stood there.

fragrant!

So delicious!

Mixed and different scents came from certain items on these monsters.

Or, it has its own fragrance.

And when they came together, they were overwhelming and rushed into Jason's nose.

The next moment——

Unable to bear it, Jason opened his mouth.

The saliva sticks between the sharp teeth.

Should he have a hearty 'breakfast' in front of the 'flowing water table'?


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