Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave
Chapter 4216 Probability Extreme Form
Zen wore a grim expression, failing to see the attacks from both sides clearly.
Although the irregular heavy sword was able to protect him, Zen knew it would take a toll on it if it suffered attacks all the time.
"How are you able to make the sword block each strike?" Zen asked the ancestry-level bloodline, clenching the irregular heavy sword tightly. "The way the Snake Spirit King's body moves is unique, I can't understand it. I can't seem to predict his next move..."
There were two types of movement in the chaos: the first was to use explosive speed, and the other was to use spatial transference.
Any bodily movement skill or any space theurgy fell under these two kinds of movement, but it was possible for each one to differ, since anyone could use them differently.
However, the way the Snake Spirit King moved didn't seem to belong to either of the two types of movement.
Gritting his teeth, Zen attempted to use his spiritual sense to see if he could capture the Snake Spirit King's trajectory. Just moments earlier, Zen thought that the Snake Spirit King was going to attack him head on, but a split second later, he suddenly appeared behind Zen. Just when he felt the black blades slashing at his face, the next moment, they appeared above his head.
The Snake Spirit King seemed to exist in a special space outside Zen's comprehension, since all the attacks came at him at random. There was just no possible way for him to predict the Snake Spirit King's next move.
"But your sword can," the ancestry-level bloodline replied, reading his mind.
"My sword..."
Zen examined the irregular heavy sword closely.
He could vividly feel the sword's strong fighting intent-- in fact, the sword's emotions were so strong that even Zen felt like he was full of fighting intent.
The sword seemed to have fallen into a state of madness as it desperately chased after the Snake Spirit King.
Just as Zen was hesitating, Corbett, who was standing at the top of the altar, suddenly took a few steps forward.
"Master Corbett, what are you doing?" the Snake Goddess cried.
"I have to remind him," Corbett replied, his eyes trained on Zen in the distance. "Master Kincaid once said that the strength of this sword always matches that of its master."
"What do you mean?" the Primeval Lord of Heaven asked, his curiosity piqued.
"The stronger the warrior who holds the sword is, the greater the power of the sword," Corbett spoke, almost as though in a daze. "Master Kincaid was filled with regret many times, since he felt he was unable to bring out the sword's full potential."
"Master Kincaid didn't know how to use the sword? Why couldn't he use its full strength?" the Snake Goddess asked dubiously.
"No, Master Kincaid knew this sword very well," Corbett replied. "He said that he and this sword had become one, but he always thought the sword deserved someone better."
you saying that even Master Kincaid didn't deserve this sword, even on his level of strength?
Kincaid has tried, but
can!" the Snake
Corbett nodded. "But he doesn't completely control
for the irregular heavy sword. However, the irregular heavy
all throughout the battle. It was
should we do now?" the Snake
remind him!" As he spoke, Corbett took a few more steps forward. Standing at the edge of the stairs at the top of the altar, he shouted, "Zen,
Corbett said, his brows shot up in astonishment. "I haven't really controlled this sword? I'm already connected to it, what more do I need to do to be able
him, the voice of the
black blades flew towards
Clatter, clatter, clatter...
hundred times. In the blink of an eye, Corbett was sliced into countless, tiny white
Spirit King managed to
fast he moved was absolutely terrifying.
behind couldn't help but take a few cautious
stood still, his hands
face the Snake Spirit King, and that trying to escape was
all, Corbett was
white pieces gathered together and merged to form Corbett's figure. Continuing where he left off, he started to shout again. "It's not what you think it is. Zen, you can treat the irregular heavy sword as
book,
held the sword tightly. Perhaps he had underestimated the sword, maybe that was why the Snake Spirit King was so
sword would protect him, he fused his spiritual sense
Swoosh...
light, and from these light dots extended countless, densely-packed
into the irregular heavy sword, the
light spots became incomparably bright after they obtained energy,
hundred and forty
and forty...
turning it over in his mind, his eyes suddenly lit up as it finally dawned on him.
The number of the types of energy in
hundred and forty types in the fifth-grade world, otherwise known as the Stellar World. The irregular heavy
this time, the sword converted the energy of the fourth-grade world into the energy of the fifth-grade
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