I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 730 - 457: The Cow Swordsaint_3
Chapter 730 -457: The Cow Swordsaint_3
“Slaughter!”
Antonio roared again, this time lifting the Holy Sword and spinning around for a sweeping attack.
The sword’s arc was like a deep red curve leaping through the air, bisecting the battlefield into an upper and lower half, as the remaining two stitched monsters were instantly split in two, dissolving into a spray of blood.
“Slaughter!!”
With the Holy Sword in his right hand, Antonio leaped into the air and came crashing down like a meteor, slamming onto the last two stitched monsters.
The sword smashed into the ground, releasing a blinding red glare.
Boom!!
Dozens of blood-like fountains erupted from the ground, and the two stitched monsters burst open, torn into fragments and blood foam.
As the stitched monsters all died, blood rain trickled down, gradually diminishing.
Antonio stood silently in place, both hands on the massive deep red Holy Sword, eyes closed.
Players in the distance were silent for a few seconds before the chatter exploded.
“—What the hell kind of fighting power is this?!”
“—I thought he was here to help us fight the monsters, but he just obliterated seven big ones…”
“—I really couldn’t see it coming, but among the Circus executives, Antonio’s strength must rank in the top three, right?”
“—I’d believe it if you said he was the first!”
“—Damn, he seems like an average joe at first, but in the Second Phase he straight up transforms into the ‘Holy Cow Sword Saint’!”
Players were fervently discussing in the channel.
The soldiers and officers of the Imperial Army couldn’t help but hold their breath, staring intently at the tall cow on the battlefield. They knew he was a member of the Church accompanying the army, but had not expected that he would defeat seven terrifying giant monsters single-handedly.
“Praise Tresor.”
A few soldiers couldn’t help but lower their steel helmets and gave a military salute toward the distant cow.
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“The ultimate product of the ‘Flesh Punishment Ritual’ was just destroyed like that…”
From the sub-wall tower of Nabile Forest Castle, the envoy Urbert stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring incredulously at the giant cow.
Suddenly, he heard some noise behind him and turned to see King Tiha Moyier, with a grave expression, leading the Queen and many members of the Royal Family towards the exit.
“King… did we… lose?”
Someone asked.
King Tiha Moyier took a deep breath and without answering the question, said firmly,
“Let’s not talk now, a troop is reserved behind the castle which will escort us out of Yake… Everyone, keep up with the pace, Monuo, make sure the others keep up, don’t let them fall behind.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The guard captain named Monuo had been waiting outside the door and he quickly saluted in response to the King’s command.
From the moment the seven stitched monsters were killed, King Tiha Moyier and Urbert had stopped communicating. Urbert stood still, neither stopping the retreat of the Yake Royal Family nor following them, just silently watching them leave.
“Mr. Urbert, what should we do now?”
A short, stout man among the Envoy Group asked.
“Retreat…”
Urbert shook his head, sighing.
“But we can’t go in the same direction as the Yake Royal Family.”
“Yes, we understand.”
The members of the Envoy Group exchanged glances and nodded.
The group began to gather their things on the tower’s high loft, ready to leave.
Just then, Urbert suddenly stopped at the door, leaving the others puzzled.
“Mr. Urbert? Did you forget something?”
“…”
Urbert did not respond.
He stood as if frozen, like a statue.
One of the envoy members approached him, intending to ask a question, but suddenly he too stood still… looking beyond Urbert, to where an unfamiliar figure had appeared at the door.
A black flat top hat, a neat black suit.
Only half a face visible beneath the brim of the hat, a young and handsome man. freёweɓnovel.com
In his left hand, gloved in black, he leaned on a Silver Staff, and his right hand rested behind him. His posture was straight, exuding the air of a distinguished Gentleman.
“Where are you headed?”
The stranger lifted his head slightly, revealing a pair of profound black eyes.
“Let me accompany you on your journey.”
“Run!!”
Urbert suddenly bellowed.
