Ezra could immediately feel the weight of his sword vanish. It had shattered into pieces. In an instant, he widened his eyes, his jaw dropped in bewilderment. He was incredulous. All at once, he was so shocked that his mind went blank and he forgot to continue his attack on Zayn. He was stunned. The sword had been a part of him for many years. It was his precious battle companion that he used to defeat his enemy. He named himself Ezra Sword because of how well he was trained in the art of wielding the sword. The sword was his pride, his everything, and his helper just as his name suggested. He was fully confident when he fought against Zayn initially because he was wielding his helper sword. Still, he was discredited by the reality of the situation. He was dumbfounded and could not recover from his surprise for a while. He could not believe that the situation taking place before him was real and was constantly muttering, “That’s impossible, that’s impossible…”He knew it
Zayn suddenly had a bad feeling after seeing Ezra’s gaze. Why did he react in this manner? Moreover, Ezra’s gaze was way too abnormal!Before he could voice his query, a loud yet weakened voice was heard coming from the sky in the meantime. “Let him in.”It was the Saint’s voice!Zayn could hear it clearly at once. Moreover, the voice sounded loud, still filled with overbearingness and deep beyond fathomable but Zayn could still hear the frailty of the speaker when he listened closely. It was apparent that the speaker was injured!The rest of the people were overwhelmed with complicated emotions upon heating the Saint’s voice. There was respect, pity, anger and concern on their faces…Ezra inhaled a deep breath. He heard the Saint’s voice too and he knew that he would not be able to stop Zayn anymore so he glared at Zayn ferociously while he said, “Zayn, you better not be the traitor. If you’re the traitor and you hurt the Saint, I will seek revenge on you even if it means I’ll
However, Ezra let out a grunt and said, “Stop pretending to be a paragon of virtue when you haven't even cleared your name yet!”Ezra did not trust him at all. Zayn did not lower himself to Ezra’s level but he said straightforwardly, “Take me to meet the Saint.”Ezra did not speak and led the way while Zayn followed. It did not take long before Zayn arrived at the Saint’s residence with Ezra. it was still in the majestic, huge palace with half of its building surrounded by clouds. It looked just like a god’s residence. Speaking of which, Zayn had encountered plenty of invincibilis fighters. Even a supreme powerhouse like Adam still ended up dead at his hands, but he found the Saint to be deep beyond fathomable to him when he was meeting hi again. His impression of Saint Caelum had always been deep and unpredictable. He could not sense the Saint’s presence now. He knew that the Saint of Sicut In Caelo was certainly more than a Level-1 invincibilis fighter but he was somethin
Zayn did not understand the Saint’s remark. “Your Majesty, are you seriously injured?”“I won’t die yet for the time being,” said the Saint nonchalantly. Zayn was slightly at ease after hearing that. “Zayn.” The Saint called out to his name once again. “You’re back this time because you wish to inquire from me about the path to invincibilis state, right?”Zayn did not put on false pretences but he nodded instantly and said, “Yes. Other than that, I wish to come back and check on the club, only that I didn’t expect that something so serious has happened in the club… Your Majesty, why didn’t you summon me back to the club when something so serious has happened?”Zayn was very puzzled about this. He was the hottest topic of conversation in the common world during this period of time so he was certain that the Saint knew about his capability. Why did the Saint not summon his return to fight side by side with them?However, he was surprised by what the Saint told him next. “You’re s
However, the Saint did not answer Zayn’s query and simply said, “I’m tired. You may go.”Zayn felt that there was something very strange about the Saint. It felt as if the man was hiding something from him, but he could not figure out what someone like the Saint would want to hide from him. In the end, he could only hold back his questions and left the palace after bowing to the Saint. When he exited, he heard the Saint’s resonant voice coming from the sky above. He said to all the members of Sicut In Caelo, “Southern Highlord Zayn Larson is not the traitor of Sicut In Caelo. It was the Eastclub who framed him, so you’re not allowed to treat the Southern Highlord with hostility.”When his voice faded, Zayn could clearly feel the numerous members of Sicut In Caelo looking toward him in a much kinder manner. They were no longer as hateful and hostile as they were in the beginning. Ezra let out a grunt as well. Even though he was still very ill-mannered, he did not doubt Zayn anym
He had already gotten some ideas about Shangri-la. The so-called Shangri-la was an underground world filled with danger but also plenty of opportunities. However, no one knew how this underground world came to be, and there was still no accurate explanation as to what it was. The people of the world only knew that Shangri-la would open at predefined intervals. Moreover, invincibilis fighters were not allowed to enter because there was a unique, mysterious force at the entrance of Shangri-la that would block them. The path to Shangri-la was not huge, so few people could access it. It was only accessible by twenty people at a time and that was why Shangri-la’s slots were so precious and limited. Zayn was qualified to enter because he was the champion of the Martial Arts Cup. As for the rest of the people, they qualified through other methods. In truth, not everyone wanted to go to Shangri-la willingly. Even though the place was filled with opportunities, meaning there was
Zayn could clearly sense that he had turned into the focus of the entire scene immediately. Everyone was looking at him. Even though they were all perfect-class master fighters yet to achieve invincibilis state, the pressure from their gaze was no weaker than that of ordinary invincibilis powerhouses. It was because they were all outstanding geniuses from renowned organizations. Zayn could feel the energy of people he could call peers. It was a feeling of confidence and reluctance to yield different from the rest. All of them had strong beliefs and were convinced that they were supremely powerful. Even if they were not the most powerful ones yet, they firmly believed that they would train themselves until they were most powerful sooner or later. The confidence did not come from their act of convincing or hypnotizing themselves but an entrenched belief. Even though Zayn was renowned, they did not feel any fear or grimness when they were in his presence. They only felt intens
“That’s me.” Zayn nodded nonchalantly. The fatso took a seat next to him as if they were close acquaintances and said, “I’ve been watching you for a long time. Do you mind me taking a seat next to you?”Zayn said, “Go ahead.”Zayn sized the fatso up briefly earlier and he was rather surprised because he could tell that the fatso was absolutely powerful. The fatso was already half a step away from invincibilis state. Even though the fatso appeared to be harmless on the surface, he exuded an intensely malicious presence with strong bloodiness. It was very apparent that he killed quite a number of people. The fatso pulled out a whole leg of pork ham from his bag after he took a seat and began munching it. He suddenly remembered when he was halfway chewing it so he passed the leg of ham to Zayn and said, “Would you like some? I cured the ham myself and it’s really good.”Zayn shook his head and said, “It’s fine, have it yourself.” “It’s really good.” Fatso stuffed the leg of ham i