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.

by the Dragonslayer Sword. A moment later, it

remained in the same spot as before, the sword array in front of

anyone around him. The sword energy in the air

needed to do to see the

his doubts, Jared bravely

far too easy if

across an area brimming with sword energy,

before, there were only three swords stuck in

that the three swords represented a sword

not be complete

as he expected, waves of murderous aura stormed at

were clearly more powerful than the one encountered

the clothes they wore before they died, which were embroidered

they were highly skilled disciples in the Engarder

Dragonslayer Sword in his hand, ready to engage them in battle. Talking the sword marionettes out of fighting was fruitless;

Jared bellowed and leaped into

down

shockwaves that flung the