A Man Like None Other

Jared soon realized that the Dragonslayer Sword in his hand grew stronger with every sword he destroyed.

Perhaps this is akin to cultivating my Dragonslayer Sword!

As that thought crossed his mind, Jared wielded his Dragonslayer Sword with renewed vigor.

In no time at all, broken swords littered the ground, and sweat beaded on Jared's forehead from the exertion.

Still, Jared gritted his teeth and pushed on. He knew the battle before him was as much a trial for his Dragonslayer Sword as it was for him.

After cleaving the final sword in half, he collapsed on the ground, utterly spent.

The elderly man looked at Jared and appeared to smile.

He uttered, “You have overcome this challenge, and I hope you will succeed till the end. Then, you will have fulfilled our wish over the past few centuries...”

Jared was about to ask who he was when the elderly man suddenly threw his sword toward Jared and disappeared into thin air.

The sword charged toward Jared and stopped a mere inch away from his face.

a dim glow, which was rapidly absorbed by the Dragonslayer Sword. A moment

While he remained in the same

see anyone around him. The sword

mumbled, “That's all I needed to

Jared bravely

too easy if

eventually came across an area brimming with sword energy,

only three swords stuck in the ground

glance that the three swords represented a

a sword array would not be complete without

of murderous aura stormed

more powerful than the one encountered by

still dressed in the clothes they wore before they died, which were embroidered with the Engarder

were highly skilled disciples

to engage them in battle. Talking the

Shadows!” Jared bellowed and

Dragonslayer Sword gleamed brightly as Jared brought it down on one

that flung