Death Guns In Another World

Chapter 1498 1338: Sword Clash 1 and..

Chapter 1498 1338: Sword Clash 1 and..

''Do you know that you're threatening the diplomatic envoys of the Kingsley's Kingdom? You country bumpkin! Great. Since you don't know your place, I don't need to speak any further. Soldiers! Capture this man. I suspect that these guys are secretly communicating with those Dali scums and are the main culprits of the disappearance of the Blueberry Trade group! Catch them now!"

The Kingsley's Kingdom soldiers strode toward Alex. The latter showed a smile and the whizzing sword aura abruptly shrunk.

Not good!

Adan sulked instantly. However, it wasn't Alex's sword aura that shocked him. Instead, it was the speed of its withdrawal. The sword aura vanished in an instant, which was enough to prove the young man's swordsmanship attainment. Adan sensed a clear trace of danger. Even though the young man was smiling warmly, Adan, as a famous sword expert, instantly detected the hidden dangers.

That was a clear murderous intent as though one unsheathing his sharp sword!

But before Adan spoke, Alex struck out!

Alex darted forward in a flash, leading a trail of afterimages toward the dozen soldiers. The soldiers weren't prepared for this attack at all. They were used to being overbearing and bossy in the Kingsley's Kingdom, where no one in the Renner Kingdom dared to lay a finger on them. But they had never expected this young Lord to take action! When they came to their senses, Alex had already dashed into their group!

Shing!

The pitch-black chain sword in Rhode's hand fluttered like a viper. In an instant, fresh blood splashed blood-curdling screeches filled the sky.. Four to five soldiers collapsed to the ground while the other soldiers finally reacted and charged forward with their swords. However, Rhode had no intentions of backing off. He smiled and roamed about the group of soldiers like a fish in water. Even though the soldiers were military trained, their movements were much slower than Rhode's. Moreover, the differences in their strength were on extreme ends.

"…!"

The pitch-black sword elegantly slid through the blade trajectories and struck a soldier's neck. The soldier widened his eyes, gurgled the blood in his throat, and instinctively tried to hold his neck with both hands. At this moment, Alex pulled out his sword and a trail of crimson blood spurted into the air. Then, the soldier fell to the ground lifelessly.

The other soldiers looked on in fear. Although Alex wasn't moving incredibly quickly, they couldn't grasp his true position. When they thought that their razor-sharp blades had penetrated the black-haired young man, they realized that it was one of the afterimages that they struck. Each time the terrifying young man brandished his sword, a soldier would fall instantly. If it weren't for their commander observing from behind, perhaps the soldiers would have run for their lives.

"Stop. Retreat. Mage team attack!"

The man gritted his teeth and ordered loudly, and the soldiers gladly retreated in a hurry. Then, the Mages in white robes raised their hands in unison. It was obvious that they had also been through stern training. Their movements were meticulous and they captured the timing perfectly. When the soldiers retreated, the Mages had raised their arms. Shortly after, they blasted a harmony of blazes, lightning bolts, and windstorms from their hands. In the blink of an eye, the dazzling colors enveloped Alex entirely.

"Sir Overlord!"

Johnson shrieked worriedly. He ground his teeth and tried to stand up, but the soldiers held him down roughly. Johnson felt powerless. All he could do was watch Alex get bombarded continuously. The snow on the Ice Field had melted completely and the attack finally stopped after the pitch-black ground was revealed.

The Mages in white robes laid down their hands and the entire place was in complete silence. Johnson's group gazed at the Ice Field anxiously. Although they knew how powerful Alex was, would he be able to withstand the formidable spells of the Mages?

The smoke gradually dispersed and revealed a figure.

"Oh, Lord…"

Many of them were stunned.

Alex stood silently in the middle. A flickering barrier with strange, simple patterns revolved around him, emanating faint magical radiance. Even though the terrifying magical powers had bombarded the place and the corpses around Alex weren't spared, he wasn't hurt at all!

"My turn."

Alex lifted his head and raised the pitch-black sword in his hand. He continued to display his gentle smile, but at this moment, the soldiers felt a chill down their spines.

Adan stepped forward.

"Young man. I admit that you're formidable. But, please don't go overboard."

"That isn't my problem, Mr. Adan."

Alex kept his smile.

"I shall say it again. Let my men go and leave this place immediately. This isn't the territory of the Kingsley's Kingdom. Although the Kingsley's Kingdom is used to terrorizing, it's a pity that… this isn't the place for your oppression."

"Good."

Adan revealed a furious glint in his eyes. He slowly unsheathed his sword.

"Alright then. Let me see how powerful you are."

Alex clutched his sword hilt. He wasn't surprised at Adan taking up the challenge as he knew that this battle was inevitable as soon as he made this choice. Even though Adan was considered the upright party in Kingsley's Parliament, this was just a problem of principles and standpoints and had nothing to do with personal emotions. No matter how disrespectful Alex was to the Kinsley's Parliament, Adan would still stand up for the nation that he protected no matter how much he hated the bunch of swine in the Kingsley's Parliament. This was why Alex didn't unleash his full powers when he faced the soldiers' attack. Instead, he shuttled between them and made use of every second and inch.

Although strictly speaking, the soldiers were slightly stronger than the Orcs, Alex could still eliminate them if he were to deal with them face to face. However, Alex couldn't do that. Ever since he struck out, he felt that Adan's aura had locked onto him. If he was distracted, Adan would surely take him down. Therefore, Alex placed all his focus on Adan's aura while slaughtering the soldiers became his second priority.

Alex's expression remained unchanged as the tall, burly man clasped his sword and strode toward him. However, he was eager to give it a shot, he could this experience to gauge his sword's skill.

'What a strange young man.'