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Chapter 11 Boundless Rain of Swords

  • Alexander stared at the two mercenaries coldly and said in a low voice, "Did you two frame me?"
  • He never thought that these two mercenaries would lie and accuse him of stealing Blizzard Mercenaries's treasure.
  • "I didn't want to start a bloodbath. You asked for this.." Alexander shook his head and sneered.
  • Low footsteps sounded. Alexander walked straight towards the two mercenaries who had slandered him.
  • His eyes were filled with bone-piercing cold killing intent.
  • Alexander was not a bloodthirsty person.
  • However, Alexander would never show mercy to people with such a sinister nature.
  • "Boom!" A violent aura erupted from Alexander's body.
  • "What? Level three of Physical Realm?" The two mercenaries were shocked.
  • They thought, Three days ago in Sanvo Town, this kid was still at Level one of Physical Realm. In just three days, he had increased by two levels. This is unbelievable!
  • The two mercenaries roared, "Don't be afraid. There are so many of us. Why would we be afraid of this kid? Let's attack together and kill this thief who stole our treasure!"
  • After all, they were from the same mercenary group.
  • The other mercenaries shouted, "Kill this kid! Those who provoke us can only pay the price with their lives!"
  • More than a dozen mercenaries who were at Physical Realm instantly charged at Alexander with long sabers in their hands.
  • "Foolish." Alexander looked at the charging crowd and a mocking smile appeared on his face.
  • He said, "Since you all want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"
  • Alexander did not want to hold back anymore.
  • The world of experts was like a battlefield. When weapons were drawn, it meant that someone was going to die.
  • "Clang!" With a sword cry, the rusty sword was pulled out from the sword case behind Alexander.
  • Alexander suddenly attacked with his sword. He swung the sword rapidly.
  • The cold and hard tip of the sword instantly pierced into the throat of a mercenary who was at Level three of Physical Realm.
  • At this moment, the longswords of the other mercenaries all arrived in front of Alexander.
  • Alexander roared in his heart, Creation Manual, Creation Armor!
  • He suddenly raised his left hand, and the skin on his palm turned bronze in an instant.
  • The bronze palm seemed to have been poured with molten iron. It flickered with a cold and hard metallic luster. In an instant, it crushed more than ten steel sabers.
  • "What?" This shocking scene stunned all the mercenaries.
  • Alexander thought, It looks like I am about to officially enter Level one of the Creation Manual.
  • "Father once said that every time I enter a new level of Creation Manual, not only will I instantly learn a new talent, but also will it enhance my body and make it more sturdy. I might even be able to face legendary weapons with my bare body.
  • "The symbol of entering Level one of the Creation Manual is the bronze armor!
  • "The strength of my body, including my flesh, bones, and even my skin, will be as tough as bronze!"
  • At this moment, Alexander recalled that Evan had told him some secrets about the Creation Manual.
  • At this moment, he looked at his bronze palm and could not help but laugh. "You're just courting death by looking for me today!"
  • The bronze armor had terrifying power, making Alexander's entire body as hard as bronze.
  • Experts at Physical Realm could not hurt him at all.
  • "How are we supposed to fight him?" The group of Blizzard Mercenaries panicked.
  • They retreated frantically.
  • "You are already here. How can I let you escape?" Alexander shouted.
  • He said, "Moonlight Sword Arts, Boundless Rain of Swords!"
  • Accompanied by a series of terrifying sword hums, a cold moon phenomenon rose on the sword in Alexander's hand.
  • Streaks of sharp sword energy formed a rain made of swords that filled the sky, instantly covering all the escape routes of the Blizzard Mercenaries.
  • The originally arrogant mercenaries were now howling miserably. Their bodies were pierced by the swords and they died on the spot.