Chapter 429 Nice special effects

Chapter 429 Nice special effects

"Never touch a sword again?"

William thought that Garen would indeed never be able to touch a sword again in his life.

Garen's eyes gleamed with intensity, and a giant golden sword phantom suddenly appeared behind him, his entire being enveloped in an oppressive sword aura.

"Madness! Run!"

Seeing this, the leaders of the major Guilds hastily fled.

The Emerald Lion Guild's hall instantly melted away under the pressure of Garen's sword aura, like ice cubes thrown into a furnace.

The grand hall, once majestic and splendid, was in an instant reduced to a barren land. The Guild leaders who had gathered together had already escaped dozens of miles away.

Members of the Emerald Lion Guild also scattered in all directions.

Such a terrifying sword aura pressure. Standing here, even a slight touch could pulverize them.

"Is this Garen's true power?"

The Demi-God level Guild leaders stood in the distance, witnessing the violent energy fluctuations at the entrance of the Emerald Lion Guild. Nearby mountains shattered under the force of the energy waves, giant trees collapsed, and leaves disintegrated into fragments.

And he hadn't even drawn his sword yet!

Just the beginning, and it was already like an apocalypse!

William stood just 15 feet in front of Garen, with Steven beside him, pale with fright.

With a mere gesture, Garen had destroyed the entire Guild hall. Thousands of wild energies surged in all directions. With his power, getting hit by any of these energies meant certain death.

However, not even a hair on William's head was disturbed. Centered around William, a radius of 6 feet became an absolutely safe zone, where Steven was completely unaffected by the rampant energies.

It was like sitting in front of a computer, watching the world crumble on the screen.

So what?

Even if the world inside the screen was destroyed a hundred times over, the world outside the screen remained entirely unaffected.

William, holding the Phoenix feather fan, watched everything unfolding around him and couldn't help but remark, "Nice special effects." This content originates from n0v3lbin•

At that moment, Steven was so terrified that he dared not even move a finger, thinking anxiously, "Special effects? This is deadly serious!"

He was nervous, fearing that stepping out of William's protective circle would mean falling into the vortex of violent energies surrounding them. He thought, "If that really happens, wouldn't my death be too unjust?"

Garen's brow furrowed in confusion. What did he mean?

Then, William slowly raised his hand and thrust his sword towards a distant mountain.

Garen was spellbound by the seemingly simple and unadorned thrust.

There was no visible change in the distant mountain, which was about 30 miles away from them. With Garen's previous strength, it would have been possible to hit the mountain with an arcane pulse from their position, but at most, it would only destroy some trees on the mountain.

"Hmm?" Garen was puzzled.

So much time had passed, yet the majestic mountain remained unchanged.

William casually threw the sword aside, not saying anything more, and turned to leave with Steven.

Unknown to anyone, a tiny hole had appeared in the center of that mountain.

The arcane pulse William had launched hadn't stopped,instead, it pierced through the atmosphere and shattered countless meteors in the vastness of space.

The arcane pulse remained concentrated and unbroken, penetrating any planet it hit at speeds surpassing light, continuing to surge towards the outer reaches of the solar system. Everything in its path was either pierced through or utterly shattered.

Garen held his breath, his mind entirely occupied with William's recent sword thrust.

After William left, the leaders of various large Soulmaster organizations flew back, only to find Garen with his lost strength and his giant divine sword broken.

"Garen, is William really that strong?" Aurelius, shocked by the scene, asked.

Garen didn't respond, his mind filled with the image of the sword thrust William had just executed.

Although he lost all the power he had accumulated over the years, his understanding of the swordsmanship gained over thousands of years was not lost.

It was an incredibly ordinary thrust.

There were no fancy tricks, no visible arcane pulse, no perceptible energy fluctuations.

If it were anyone else, they would have found it difficult to comprehend the true strength of William's thrust.

Garen's blood flowed faster, his heart rate accelerating wildly. His forehead heated up as he approached an epiphany, yet there was still a gap in understanding.

Seeing Garen's disoriented and distressed state, Aurelius and the other leaders felt that a legendary warrior had fallen.

"Garen, seeing as you have lost your strength, I will take care of the members of your guild. From now on, with me here, no one will bully the members of your guild."

"Aurelius, with all due respect, the area managed by the Emerald Lion Guild is too vast, and with over 2000 members, it's too much for you to handle alone. We are also willing to share Garen's burden."

Another guild leader spoke, his face full of indignation.

Others also expressed their willingness to help Garen.

In reality, they believed Garen was now powerless, and they were ready to divide the resources of the Emerald Lion Guild among themselves, though they spoke in seemingly kind words.