A gust of wind cut through the darkness.�I moved forward cutting through the air like that.
His limping leg was very heavy, but he gritted his teeth and swung the hilt.
�Move!�in action!�
No matter how hard I tried, a leg without an Achilles tendon wouldn�t come into my mind.
�Damn it!�
Kuan�s breathing became more and more difficult.
The moment his cramped legs couldn�t support him, his body took off.
-Quan handles the sword well.
Grabbing the sword was a very trivial occasion.
At first, I thought I could do anything.�The idea is free to the limit, and the movement is the extreme of strangeness.
To him, black is a dream, mission, and hope that can achieve everything.
�Great!�
As Kuan�s body rotated upon landing, a sharp whirlwind swept everywhere.
Only the sword remains.�The only thing left in the grip that couldn�t hold anything was still a cold piece of metal.
That is why it cannot be let go.
The only thing he can do is cut, and he has lived thinking that only that is the value of his existence.
�I am the sword.�It�s only a sword.�
Quan angrily swung his sword at the woman�s face, which shimmered the more he tried to deny it.
Why?
It was the first time the sword looked so insignificant.
�what?�
Paradoxically, Quan transcended a realm the moment he stepped away from the sword for the first time in his life.
The diverging and converging external gravity reciprocated faster than the fastest human keyboard could play, and hundreds of gravitational forces intertwined to create turbulence.
Rotation upon rotation, and rotation upon rotation, Quan�s sword whirled.
A sonic boom exploded as stormy winds pushed through the atmosphere and air slashed through it.
�Olifer Shiina����.�
The heights soared without knowing the end.�Even so, I don�t feel the joy of the past.
The more he wanted to let go of the sword he couldn�t let go of, the more he opened up to new swords, but still couldn�t find the joy of the past.
�Calm down.�I�m giving up on vain hopes.�
With a bloody hand, Quan grabbed the sword. JrNovels.com