Badge in Azure

“Truman, as a mage, you should be calm and collected, but to be strong, you must live with gratification.” Saleen looked at Sul who was fighting a distance away. “Look at him, at a young age, he has already become a Golden Grand Swordmaster. If not for the fact that the power level in the mainland has suddenly increased, he would already be a top tier professional. Not many people can defeat him one-on-one.”

Truman saw that Sul’s combat was like a performance. Every time his long sword swung out, it was like it was expressing emotions.

Truman’s advancement was too fast, and the fighting spirit he had when young had been consumed, so he really needed guidance from Saleen. Although Saleen was similarly young—in terms of his age on the Myers Continent, even without taking into consideration the Imperial City of the Abyss—he had engaged in more than 120 years of cultivation at the Goddess’ Temple.

In terms of actual age, Saleen was even older than Jason.

In terms of natural talent, Jason was the real genius, the strongest talent that Saleen knew. Jason had never mentioned his age, but based on the analysis by the mages on Sreeger Island, Jason could not be above 40 years old.

It was a terrifying thought. When Saleen was in his 30s, he was still a level 5 mage. It was from the constant accumulation of his efforts, and he had never had any doubts about his future.

Magic was not like divine spells, even if you believed in the gods of magic, it would not guarantee that you would be able to attain the power you aspired to achieve.

When Sul faced the soldiers disguised as civilians, he was full of contempt. Warriors should always express themselves openly. When going against their foes, they should do so using their battle strategies and tactics, instead of using such dirty tricks to frame them.

The foolish Cloudflow people. Would Master fear such false accusations? Master had destroyed Ironwall City. Killing a few fake civilians would not cause his heart to feel burdened at all. Even if they were real, he would also not have such feelings.

As Sul thought it, the power of his sword showed traces of what he was thinking. It was a frequent occurrence ever since he had advanced to the peak of level 9. It was a sign that he was about to advance further.

Scoffing at the opponents’ swordcraft! Saleen saw that Sul’s sword aura gradually changed from gold to a lighter color. Although he had not yet achieved complete advancement, but the power he possessed demonstrated his potential.

The disguised soldiers had discussed blocking off the temple’s coordinates. They had devised hundreds and thousands of countermeasures, but they never thought that once Saleen appeared, he would just kill without any hesitation.

Saleen did not require any explanation and did not need to take responsibility for anyone. What he wanted was the temples in order to prevent Agares from becoming even stronger. If a level 10 assassin were able to obtain the skills and equipment left behind by the goddess for assassins, Saleen felt that it would truly be a huge nuisance.

He was ultimately unable to constantly protect all of the people close to him by placing them in the Magical Element Tower. However, aside from the Magical Element Tower, Saleen did not know of any other places that could guarantee their safety against an assassin.

What he had said to Truman was correct. The strong must live with gratification.

Once someone has found a goal that they want to achieve, they should not be overly cautious. One example was the people of Cloudflow. They mobilized millions of people to attack a city, but suddenly decided to withdraw. It was truly a joke.

The people concealed by Agares numbered more than 3000. A village of Cloudflow people was indeed that big, but it would not consist of only strong, fit males.

Sul had only killed 30 more people, and the Cloudflow people began to have an inkling that they would be defeated. The strong supervisory troops were on the backline, as the soldiers had weak fighting capabilities, causing Sul to feel as if he was really killing civilians who had never done any training.

“There is no end to killing these weaklings!” From the tip of Sul’s sword, the Eight Paths’ sword aura suddenly shot out, forming a mark. The mark retracted backwards, and then spread outwards.

The mark became an even more powerful sword aura. It stuck to the ground and flew out. Wherever it passed, the buildings, soldiers, and even the ground were all completed torn into pieces.

“Cloudflow people are all cowards, every single one of them, from the emperor to the soldiers!” Sul stood upright. There was no longer any person alive around him.

“What a pity he is still unable to advance,” Saleen sighed in the distance. Because the enemies were not at all strong, he did not let others in the magical tower help.

“The enemies are too weak, so it is difficult to incite a more powerful fighting spirit in Sul.” Sika identified the crux of the problem.

“Sul is searching for his own path. We should not help him,” Truman contributed.

“I am aware, but…if there are no strong enemies, we should probably clean up. It will take a while to search for the coordinates, we must not stall here with the soldiers.”

As Saleen spoke, he allowed the magical tower to take flight. On the upper six floors of the magical tower, metal machinery suddenly grew out and grouped together. They looked like layers and layers of huge gears covering the top of the Magical Element Tower.

The magical metal machinery was extended from Sky City’s mechanical core. When looking from the inside, the huge metal gears were actually metal towers that formed a magic net.

The magic power furnace only released a bit of energy, and it caused the metal towers to start running. The demonic spirits gained power from the magic net and immediately became enchanters. Magic spells poured out from the tower. The scene had already occurred before in Daliang City, but it was not this spectacular. Daliang City’s magic net was not like Saleen’s Magical Element Tower. It could not fly in the air or control a diameter more than two meters.

Thousands of advanced level magic spells rained down from above. It was only one bout of attacks, and all of the buildings and soldiers within the circular area had been blasted to dust by magic.

If there were any other hidden conspiracies, they would all rise to the surface.

Saleen saw that the area below was completely blank, apart from three lonesome silhouettes, and said to Sika, “Three assassins. I suppose they are Agares’ servants. He said there was 12.”

“There will not be any more nearby, but look at Sul.”

Saleen looked at the distant Sul. His longsword once again burst out with the Eight Paths’ sword aura, and the Eight Paths’ sword aura directly expanded, enveloping the three assassins. In the blink of an eye, Sul was able to assess the strength of the three assassins.

“It is only this much!” Sul exclaimed, and at the same time he suddenly retracted his sword aura. The strongest among the assassins had been cut into pieces.

The other two assassins stood in front and behind, surrounding Sul.

“What a disgrace to warriors!” Suddenly, there was another short sword in Sul’s left hand, and he threw it back at one of the assassins. The other assassin was stabbed in the heart by his long sword, dying immediately.

The two people were not a sufficient distance away, and Sul did not emit his sword aura this time, so how could the long sword pierce his body?

Saleen was able to see things clearly from above, after Sul had killed the first assassin, actually he suddenly moved forward one step, but because the speed of his step and retreat was too fast, the assassin who had been killed by him did not even feel it when Sul closed the distance between them.

After killing the assassin, Sul turned around and returned to his original position, once again thrusting his sword out and killing the third assassin, his actions crisp and clean.

Saleen realised that Sul’s current combat style consisted only of advancements and no retreat. Every time he attacked, it would always be a forward step, and when it was necessary to retreat, he changed directions and continued to advance forward.

It looked like Sul had found a combat style that belonged to him, which meant that he should also begin to prepare some real equipment for Sul. The Qin Eight-sided Sword was merely a piece of transitional equipment. Saleen had always been waiting for Sul’s advancement.

Now, although Sul had not advanced, Saleen understood the direction of his progression.

What Sul cultivated was the Sword of Valor.

Although the three assassins did not escape, they did not willingly go towards their death. They were merely under Agares’ control; their own wills had died or were already given to the Cloudflow Emperor.

After clearing away the three assassins, Sul still felt dissatisfied. The enemies were too weak. They could not even withstand one strike.

What Sul did not know was that his Sword of Valor was equivalent to the power of a mage’s territory. Any person who was enveloped by his sword aura would develop feelings of defeatedness, even if they were a person with a heart of ice like Don.

This was a fortune that belonged to him, as it was an extremely difficult technique to cultivate.

Ever since Sul returned to the Myers Continent from the mainland plane, he had felt a sense of inferiority. Furthermore, after chasing after Saleen, his capabilities were not considered powerful compared to Saleen and his companions, he was only hovering around the middle of the pack.

Saleen did not even know how Sul had cultivated the Sword of Valor. He did not know that all of it had to do with him.

Sul had gradually come to understand Saleen, and Saleen’s transformation was witnessed by him, hence he knew the incident where Saleen had to cultivate deep underground at Daliang City. He had gone through such a painstakingly difficult type of cultivation in the subcontinental plane that he would have rather died if he had failed.

Sul did not succeed, but he had seen that there was hope. Saleen had encountered many more setbacks than him, but he had never mentioned that he wanted to withdraw.

Saleen’s improvements were built on many setbacks, and he had never shown any signs of losing heart. Saleen would always plan for the future to allow the situation to develop in a better direction.

If Saleen had been hit by a fatal magic spell, he would still try to let himself die in a more dramatic way to let his enemies feel more upset

Saleen, his Master, had never been afraid of failure.

Sul was the same. He had unknowingly been influenced by Saleen. All the things that Sul had accumulated suddenly broke out. The soldiers were weak, so he was unable to unleash it. However, for the three assassins, although they had the identities of servants, but they all possessed level 9 capabilities.

Three level 9 assassins became Sul’s whetstone.

When Sul killed the first assassin, he was still using a little territorial power that he had just comprehended, but when he had killed the second assassin, Sul had grasped the meaning of the Sword of Valor. For the third assassin, he was in complete control of his sword techniques. Even if they were not dead, the assassin would at the very least become a waste without any combat ability.

Under the Sword of Valor, the enemy’s will and courage would be completely destroyed.

Saleen confirmed that there was no one else spying on them and retrieved the magic compass to search for the entrance of the temple. The people that Agares had left behind to disrupt them had been exterminated. No matter what plan Agares had, they were all the same to Saleen.

Enter the temple, destroy everything, leave.

Saleen’s plan was that simple. There was no need to consider the enemy’s thoughts because what he needed was already in his hands – a piece of a water god’s divine persona.