The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 198 - Collapse of Pillars
Before he could ask again, Xin Chen had disappeared from his original place. The man blinked three times, barely believing his own vision and thinking the boat's passengers were ghosts.
The previously very calm river water turned into a pool of blood as one of the bodies splashed inwards with a puncture scar on the stomach. Blood seeped out, fishy blood smelled strong. The women were shocked and screamed as the next fight took place between the fat man who was the senior swordsman in Qingyun City.
A senior swordsman was up against twelve enemies that were almost on par with him, a sharp spear pierced through the man's shoulder. Leaving behind a cut that incised a deep incision, his breathing hunted down violently. The man's eyes began to blur as blood from his forehead flowed down his eyes.
In one crushing, the warrior man fell trampled and beaten to a pulp. The screams grew even more so, as the senior swordsman was made to die on a river bridge. Bleeding and no one could help him.
The swordsman's hand scavenged the ground, trying to crawl in order to escape but his hand was hit arbitrarily. It gave rise to the sound of a bone crack that made anyone grimace. That unequalled battle was no more than half an hour, his opponent was extremely ferocious and knew far more about how to fight beasts than humans.
One of the group of looters spat at him, laughing at the thumpy man's misfortune with a savage smile.
"There is no more justice in this Empire. We've lost a hero. What are you stone for? Keep standing like a hero protecting these weak people? While you yourself are left to suffer and die without caring?" The man with a sword that was nearly one in length was grieving disgustedly.
"Look, the hero you were glorifying that day. No one cared about him even if he died there! Ha-ha-ah! It's disgusting, bringing justice, you know nothing. Only stupid people act cool."
The looter's leg pressed the head of the senior swordsman on the bridge, the blood from his head flowing more and more. His ears were ringing, it was too difficult to catch what his opponent was saying other than the intense pain running through his body.
The man realized that he would die in a matter of minutes, but his heart was not willing to let go of Qingyun City in the entanglement of looters who had come out of nowhere. They are very strong and also petty.
The disappearance of the Demon Sword over the past seven years had in fact affected many things in the Shang Empire. Everyone was frightened, vigilant and not a few revolted. All this happened in all walks of life, no exception to the nobles. It is like a pillar supporting a palace. When the pillar collapsed, it shattered already the place it was holding.
Before the soldiers came to this place, the twelve looters planned to take the property of the senior swordsman and take money from the residents.
However, there was a sound of footsteps approaching, as soon as the murderous air came out in a very heinous manner. Attacked one of the twelve men and fell unconscious. Eleven others looked back in disbelief, a cloaked man with a caping on his head. His path seemed calm, yet his presence did not make the people in front of him calm at all.
"What do you mean attack my friend?"
There was no answer other than the approaching footsteps. His breathing was restrained, the presence of the figure subconsciously made both legs limp.
The figure crouched down as it arrived before him, tapping the senior swordsman whose breathing sounded like one was about to lose a life. Everyone was so shocked that they could not speak. When he woke up, the cloaked figure had already walked some distance away from them.
"Fuck! You insulted our group?! You know who I am? I am the master of this City! Don't look for trouble with me!" with his hands clenched tightly, the veins in his hands were clearly visible. But he did not dare to leave his place.
"If you swore an oath meaningless, the Demon Sword will still not return."
For a moment they were silent, until the one who had the great sword said ketus. "The hero in this Empire is long dead! The fire had been extinguished, there was no light source anymore in this dark forest. You understand what I mean, don't you? When the forest is dark, and you are in it, the beasts will come. Depends on you wanting to be that human or that animal."
Then after speaking at length the man smiled with satisfaction. It was as if it had managed to patronize the figure before him who knew nothing about what was going on in the Shang Empire.
"The Devil's sword will only come back if someone who has promised to help him."
Looking disdainfully, the big-switched man swung his sword over his shoulder while putting on a snobbish look.
"Oh, do you seem to be quite sensitive to the political situation in this Empire? Have you seen the behavior of our First Pillar now? He only protected Fanlu City, his wife and the people around him alone. That's the face of our hero now! Cheek!'
His tears gradually filled with the flames of anger, he raised his sword and smashed it on the bridge into holes. The river is seen behind the hole.
"I don't need a hero like that!"
Xin Chen raised his face, letting his face be seen by the eleven men who were measuring his strength. The man holding the great sword was amazed, not by his powerful charisma. But by the face that has a lot in common with the figure he so admired. Demon Sword. Losing that figure was the biggest injury to him so he tried to revolt by committing looting in Qingyun city. Hoping with that action the Imperial Pillars and Emperor Qin would take further action on returning the Demon Sword. With or without war.
"So the first Imperial Pillar leaves us, the black warriors do arbitrarily. All you see right now is just a beautiful part of our empire! Villages, villages and poor people were made slaves. They were killed, tortured and humiliated by that human-faced beast!"
The man this time approached Xin Chen, not looking daunted on his face at all. He knew he was wrong, forgiveness would not atone for the sins he had committed during this plunder of Qingyun City. But if with that, he could resuscitate the warriors, nobles, Imperial Pillars and also Emperor Qin then all those things were enough.
"My house was destroyed. My family was killed without a soul. And they are all that remains of us! The ones who died when the name of the Demon Sword was shifted from the first Imperial Pillar-! Please, don't let more and more of our friends die in vain."
Then the man easily calmed down and prostrated himself. His tone trembled with tears in his eyes.
"Please, Young Master! Please servant, please return the Demon Sword to us!"
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