Chapter 287: Temars First Tomb (8)

Chapter 287: Temar's First Tomb (8)

C287 - Temar's First Tomb (8)

It was outrageously enormous.

Jin couldn't think of any other way to describe it.

The aura transformed the gigantic sword into a tower so massive that he could barely look up to see where it ended.

The blade was easily dozens of times larger than its wielder, and yet the guardian held it in his hands as if it weighed nothing.

What is this? I mean, can it even be called a sword?

Jin didn't believe he would blink, no matter what was thrown at him.

But this was something that even Jin felt completely amazed by. The guardian's giant sword was not only immensely long. Even its width was so vast that it seemed atrocious.

This indescribably excessive expansion had been caused by the aura.

The three spikes had already pierced through the shield barrier, but the repulsive forces of the giant sword prevented them from piercing the guardian, who now smiled confidently.

His descendant was showing him a satisfied face after facing the master move he had spent his entire life creating.

"This is the secret move called 'Giant Sword King.' No matter how amazing my enemies were, they all had a stunned look like yours when they faced it for the first time."

Jin couldn't respond. He could only look at the guardian and his giant sword.

The battle seemed to have entered a state of calm. But despite how it seemed, their energies were still desperately fighting to push each other away.

Perhaps they had reached some kind of equilibrium. In the fragile balance of these two forces, the first one to lose concentration would suffer quite unpleasant consequences.

Jin breathed carefully. He calmed his Light Heart, which had become unstable after executing retribution. Blood started to flow from every opening on his face.

Giant Sword King?

Undoubtedly, the denomination was accurate. No one could argue against it. There would definitely be no larger giant sword than this.

As far as Jin knew, the Runcandel clan had ten ultimate moves, seven secret moves, and three profound mysteries.

None of them were even remotely similar to this.

After the Zipple erased all records related to Silderay Runcandel, his renowned move, Giant Sword King, was also lost along with his name.

"I spent many days trying to come up with its name with Temar. Don't you appreciate the beauty of its name?"

"I'm not so sure about that."

"What a shame."

Grooooooar!

Aura surged around the guardian once again. It rose in the air, transforming into several dozen cord-like forms and started to wrap around the giant sword.

It helped the guardian hold and swing the massive sword, or rather, that enormous mass of aura.

Kaaaaargh!

The guardian shouted.

Just as Jin was covered in lightning energy after activating the Reign of the King of Legends, the guardian's body was also becoming brilliantly white due to the aura.

But the difference was that he was becoming one with the giant sword.

Countless martial artists in the world claimed that becoming one with the weapon was the ultimate mastery one could achieve as a martial artist.

But obviously, it was a figurative expression. It had nothing to do with this abnormal sword technique that the guardian was executing.

However, Jin swallowed saliva and felt chills.

It wasn't his martial artist senses or his intuition, honed through countless trials, that told him it was dangerous.

It was simple.

It was the visual impact.

The visual terror of the ridiculous scale of things that humans certainly should not be allowed to accomplish at all.

This is quite shocking.

Jin was convinced.

Even if historians hadn't written a single line about the Giant Sword King, it would undoubtedly have survived for a thousand years through word of mouth alone.

On the other hand, he was also amazed that the Zipple could completely erase such impactful sword techniques from history.

"Try this!"

Whooom!

The two willpowers that symbolized the first and the last of the Runcandels met across time and space.

The time had come for a mystery to be revealed.

"The transmission is complete," the guardian said softly after completing his move.

The aura spread like a tsunami before the guardian. The Giant Sword King fiercely rushed forward in an effort to tear apart the entire ethereal plane, while Jin remained at the center of it all.

Jin stood like a statue after wielding his sword.

He had failed. His willpower was vast, but Jin's strength was still not powerful enough to pierce through the Giant Sword King.

But this wasn't a battle for life, nor a slaughter to establish the obvious power difference between them.

It was merely a ritual held to transmit the will.

The aura ravaging the ethereal plane began to turn into dark particles. The power that could have torn Jin apart thousands of times now scattered like dandelion seeds in the wind.

Jin extended his arm and felt the dark particles, the Shadow Energy, gently escaping through his fingers.

The guardian who had been standing far away also turned into a faint shadow and disappeared.

"Sir Silderay?" Jin shouted his name in despair.

There were so many things Jin wanted to ask him after the battle. About how the Runcandels of the past were, or why he had been erased from history. But to think that he would disappear so abruptly...

The particles of Shadow Energy roamed like petals in the wind, offering no answers.

Instead, they gathered around Jin and swirled around him as if they wanted to do something.

Jin could hear faint murmurs coming from far away.

The sound came from the whirlpool of Shadow Energy, and it was something Jin had never heard before while exerting his power.

Jin focused and realized that it was actually human speech.

Is it Sir Silderay's voice?

The extremely faint voice murmured these words.

Jin, I'm sorry.

-I don't think I can leave many records.

Jin widened his eyes.

Solderet?

It was Jin's god's voice, which hadn't spoken to him since the moments before his return to life.

It was Solderet's voice.

Jin began to shout Solderet's name as soon as he recognized the voice. He shouted with all his might, running around through the dark particles, but received no response.

-Jin, I'm sorry. I don't think I can leave many records.

The same voice repeated.

Very soon, Jin realized that the voice came from a very distant past.

It was because another voice had joined Solderet's in the Shadow Energy.

-Who are you talking to, Solderet? Jin? Isn't Jin the contractor you mentioned before, after a thousand years?

-Hello, Temar.

-Murakan and Misha have been complaining that you manifest too often and that lately you've been making them too nervous. The battle against the Zipples will begin soon. I'll be in trouble if either of those two falls ill, you know? Give me a break.

-Don't talk to them about Jin.

-Come on. I've already told you I won't. Can't you see? You barely trust me.

The conversation was clearly that of Solderet and Temar, from a thousand years ago.

-But you've already chosen the contractor who will come in a thousand years.

-Does that mean you think we'll win for sure in the battle against the Zipple? I mean, since you're already planning contractors for a thousand years from now and all that.

-There would barely be any Runcandels left in the world to enter into contracts with you if we ever lost, right?

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