Laying in the pool of her own blood, Duan Qiu was gasping for breath, but she knew she is going to die soon as her vision kept getting more blurred. The immense coldness began spreading onto her whole body scaring her even more.
However, deep inside, Duan Qiu was worried about something else.
‘Dont… cry, Ren.’
She was worried about Xue Ren. The red beauty obviously doesn’t want her loved one to feel pain, to suffer because of her naiveness. If she could only listen to her feelings and refuse Rannes… Then Xue Ren definitely wouldn’t feel any sad feelings…
Her blurred eyes moved strengthlessly to the side as Neydon approached her. The whole battle between demonic men and the ‘team’ of Rannes was feigned. Everyone who had Sword Qi meaning they pledged to Neydon knew about his plans, and knew how much he wants the sword that red beauty had.
Although they didn’t know what was so special about her sword.
“Damn bitch. All you had to do was become mine.”
Neydon sneered looking at Duan Qiu who was fighting for breath. The demonic men approached him as well, and as their leader stepped forward.
“So we can end this shitty show now?”
“Correct. The Seven Slashes Faction already should be fighting against Mad, so just go and harvest those shitty bulls.”
Neydon glanced at the demonic man who in his eyes was sociopath. They were eager to sarcifice themselves together with the bull race and convert their bodies, lives and souls into hell’s energy. All for ‘Lord’ that was leading them.
But he couldn’t deny one fact. Demonic race, although they were low quality race with their trash bloodline, truly became strong in recent years. Neydon himself had spent in this world quite some time, thus, he knew by himself how good their advancement is.
Of course, the price they had paid is big as well.
“You can’t go against my Seven Slashes faction!”
Rannes chimed in, to which the demonic men answered with big smile, nodding and saying that they understand. But behind those smiles, the mockery was hidden clearly from the eyes of naive princess.
Neydon understood this smile very well himself and just let it go, completely not caring about this woman. How could he take her to higher world with himself? It was something akin to noble taking commoner as a wife.
Even those naive fouls that pledged royalty to him, they were already dead in Neydon’s eyes as the only usage of theirs was already used. And it was to form team to bait Duan Qiu.
All so he could take her sword which in his eyes, was splendid.
Sword that can grow… what kind of rank such sword can have? Mythic? Legendary? Or maybe above? Maybe on the level of Divine Equipment belonging to the divinities themselves…
The blonde man reached out for Duan Qiu’s soft hand that was as cold as ice already. Taking out her Space Ring, the man began scanning its content with high anticipation.
Red beauty had a lot of ‘useless’ items in her Space Ring. For example, a lot of clothes, books for teaching a little brats and swords that were without any Sword Qi energy… It was all useless for Neydon, but he still carefully kept searching for the sword that is going to change his destiny.
Soon, his eyes went wide as his whole body trembled visibly.
“So it’s all because of you!”
He roared, twisting his face in anger so much it hurt all people around looking at him. Neydon summoned the item from Duan Qiu’s Space Ring which was painting. In this painting, Duan Qiu was holding the arm of Xue Ren as they moved in the midst of the commoner crowd.
The pure and blissful smile of hers was perfectly grasped by the golden eyed beauty, Sho Yue! It was one of the paintings she has given for Duan Qiu during Xue Ren’s mission as she had missed him deeply.
Duan Qiu has seen it so many times, she was sure she could paint it herself if someone asked her, although in clumsy way! Seeing the painting in Neydon hands which were squeezing it tightly, the tears began flowing down.
He was, after all slowly destroying it just like her sweet memories.
“S-stop…”
“Shut the fuck up, whore!”
Hearing her weak voice, Neydon roared even more. Throwing the painting straight at Duan Qiu’s face, he added kick to it smashing directly the painting and Duan Qiu’s face which was crying. And he kept doing that while looking for the sword of hers.
But no matter what, he couldn’t find the sword…
“WHORE! DAMN WHORE! HAVE YOU GIVEN IT TO XUE REN?!”
‘I am sorry, Ren. I am sorry Ma-‘
Neydon kept smashing his leg against Duan Qiu’s head completely blinded by rage. So blinded that he still hadn’t noticed that Duan Qiu already died… As if kicking wasn’t enough, he took out the sword and began decimating her.
“Whore! Fucking whore!”
However, the white light began coming out from Duan Qiu, forming a sword that was equally beautiful as Duan Qiu herself. It floated above her dead and decimated body and the Sword Qi which was white exploded throwing away the group of assaulters.
‘White? But she had black one…’
Looking at white light that was like ribbon coiling around white sword of Duan Qiu, creating a dimension around it, sealing her body and everything around it.
Neydon had huge confusion on his face. Although he had seen the white light, it wasn’t pure Sword Qi like right now, before his eyes. Looking with narrowed eyes and sharpened senses, the blonde swordsman finally noticed a black Sword Qi that belonged to Duan Qiu.
She had it, but couldn’t use it with her limited knowledge.
But there was more… more to this sword. In this white light, hidden below the black and small energy was yet another one. With golden color, it was as if undeveloped, hiding itself before the world waiting for its moment.
Still… Neydon knew what kind of energy was it, he himself had it…
‘Divine Equipment?’
