Volume 3 Chapter 232

Volume 3 + Chapter 232: Quick Resolution

“Human King Armor—”

Xia Yi poured her own magic power into the Golden Key to activate it, and then, her petite body was wrapped in golden armor, transforming once again into the physique of an adult male.

This seemed to have been specially adjusted for her by Xia Lulu, left behind under the laurel tree.

As long as Princess Silver Dragon, Xia Yi donned this Human King Armor, it was like she was transformed back into the Human Sword Saint.

The Human Sword Saint suddenly swung his arm, directly knocking aside the weapon of the Ruins Guardian.

“??”

The Ruins Guardian looked at the enemy before him, who suddenly turned from a loli into a giant golden tin can, and seemed a little puzzled.

But he quickly judged that the target in front of him had to be expelled, and once again raised his blade.

“This fellow is simply endlessly entangling.”

Facing the incoming weapon, the Human Sword Saint raised his hand, and a magician’s staff appeared in it.

Because he had already stepped into the realm of the Sword Saint, as long as he himself regarded something as a “sword,” he could directly treat it as a sword and use it as such.

In the hands of others, a staff might only be a staff.

But in the hands of the Human Sword Saint, a staff was also a sword!

“Wind Slash!”

The Human Sword Saint swung the Rose Staff, slashing out several gusting blades of wind.

The Ruins Guardian dodged several, but the Human Sword Saint’s swordsmanship was exquisite, as though he had already anticipated this result. The final strike left the Ruins Guardian with nowhere to escape.

“Roar!”

The Ruins Guardian let out a muffled and indistinct battle cry, and on the sword in his hand, a layer of ice-blue light attached itself, radiating waves of chill.

Then, with one slash, the Ruins Guardian shattered the Wind Slash.

Swoosh!

The Ruins Guardian’s sword fell toward the head of the Human Sword Saint.

Without thinking too much, he immediately raised his sword to block.

But the Ruins Guardian’s blade seemed to freeze even the air itself. When it struck the Rose Staff, ice shards sprayed out.

This was… ice.

Elemental enchantment?

The Human Sword Saint was slightly surprised.

Channeling one’s own magic power into a weapon to fight.

Although it sounds like a simple technique, few people can actually do it, because in a battle, to continuously enchant a weapon at a level strong enough to cause effective damage requires constant output of vast amounts of magic power—always burning mana.

The simpler the requirement, the harder it is to achieve.

For a human’s magic capacity to accomplish such a thing, while at the same time maintaining swordsmanship without faltering, is difficult. At most, it can be done in moments of extreme burst, or with rare weapons that carry innate attributes.

But the Ruins Guardian before him could use it at will, without weakening his swordsmanship—in fact, even enhancing it.

Indeed, this was humanity of the Mythic Era.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Ruins Guardian continuously swung the weapon in his hand, slashing out icy strikes.

That frenzied sword aura once again collapsed the narrow space, sending the Human Sword Saint and the Ruins Guardian falling further downward.

At the same time, the ice element’s magic power began to invade the Human Sword Saint’s body.

Extreme cold could make a person’s movements sluggish, scatter their consciousness, dull their reactions, or even freeze them completely…

Using the Rose Staff, it truly would be hard to break through in a short time. Better not to drag this out. Rather than prolonging the battle, it was better to be decisive, land a single effective strike. Against an opponent who could freely command ice, prolonging the fight would only bring step-by-step defeat.

“Enough!!”

The Human Sword Saint forcefully shoved the Ruins Guardian back, and at the same time used Chant Restraint—without any incantation, he cast a spell.

“Spear of Earth!”

Earthen lances burst forth from the walls, piercing out like a cage to restrain the Ruins Guardian.

“Roar!”

The Ruins Guardian roared again, his weapon erupting with frigid cold, shattering the Spears of Earth.

This magic could only restrain the Ruins Guardian for a short while.

But…

That moment was enough.

“Holy Sword!!”

The Human Sword Saint activated the Holy Sword mark, summoning forth the slumbering Holy Sword, Gram.

Even as he called, he was already moving, charging toward the Ruins Guardian. Midair, he grasped the golden Holy Sword, appearing behind the Ruins Guardian.

At that moment, the Ruins Guardian had only just frozen the Spears of Earth with his outburst of cold, unable to make the next move.

The Human Sword Saint seized this opening.

“Fourfold Flash Slash!”

He drew four golden arcs in the air.

In that instant, swordlight flared brilliantly, illuminating the dim underground space and reflecting off the golden armor.

The four slashes, almost at the same time, fell upon the body of the Ruins Guardian, unleashing an overwhelming sword force.

As the Human Sword Saint landed, golden sword energy had already cleaved the Ruins Guardian into four pieces.

“Guh…”

The Ruins Guardian gave a muffled groan, then fell to the ground and dissipated like dust.

“There was no helping it, I still had to use the Holy Sword.”

The Human Sword Saint let out a sigh.

The battle was over.

He lifted his head, gazing upward. It was pitch black.

Because of the subsequent battle, he had kept falling, plunging deeper.

“Where on earth have I dropped to?? That fellow just now, what a mess… now even finding the path back upward will be troublesome.”

The Human Sword Saint pondered his exit for a while, then thought of a method, raising the Holy Sword.

“Old friend, lend me a hand, won’t you?”

The Holy Sword flashed twice, as though asking what the Human Sword Saint wanted.

“You know the Holy Spear, right? Gram, you and the Holy Spear should have worked together in the past. Can you help me sense its location now?”

Gram seemed to agree, then began to resonate, as though trying to send a call…

After a long while, Gram stopped, with no response.

It was as if saying—

“The number you have dialed is not in the service area.”

“Huh? You don’t recognize the Holy Spear Tia is using?”

Seeing Gram’s reaction, the Human Sword Saint was almost certain—indeed, Gram didn’t know the Holy Spear the Knight Princess was using.

That was troublesome. He could only rely on himself.

The Human Sword Saint sighed, then cast Illumination, brightening the surrounding space.

A blessing in misfortune.

He discovered there seemed to be a path here, perhaps leading upward. Through this path, maybe he could quickly return.

The Human King Armor could last about an hour. He had to hurry back while he could still use his current state to help Tia.

He took out the Transformation Potion and checked—yes, there was some left.

After helping Tia, he could use the Transformation Potion to disguise himself again.

“There’s still some of the Transformation Potion left, it should be enough for this time. There definitely won’t be a problem.”