Divano stood upright, holding the 'Holy Sword' high in both hands.
The scabbard of this 'Holy Sword' is black, made of wood and leather, the hilt is silver-gray, and the sword grid is bright silver, just like the half-folded wings of a bat.
Anyone can see the extraordinaryness of this long sword with just one glance.
only…
Is this 'holy sword' too modern
Jason thought.
From what he knew, the 'holy sword' should have been handed down from ancient times, or because of the extraordinary power of the user, or the extraordinary power of the forger.
But the 'Holy Sword' in front of him didn't have any accumulation of time, but inexplicably gave Jason the feeling of a modern handicraft.
The taste of the 'food' doesn't lie though.
He smelled 'food' on it.
A long sword has such an aura, which is enough to prove the excellence (delicacy) of this long sword.
call!
Flames wrapped around Jason's fists, and hot air waves blew around, making it difficult to breathe.
However, Divano slowly lowered the "Holy Sword" he was holding high and placed it flat in front of his eyes. He focused his eyes on the "Holy Sword" in his hand, as if only he and the "Holy Sword" were left in the whole world. 'Like.
Then, he too disappeared.
All that's left is... the 'Holy Sword'!
Immediately, the 'holy sword' bloomed brightly in Divano's 'vision'.
Like the sun!
It was more like the light from those fists deep in his memory!
Indomitable!
Invincible!
Under the brilliance, Divano's wounds that had just been blasted to pieces by [Charles Burning Technique] healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the physical strength that consumed most of it was quickly replenished.
"With the 'Holy Sword' in my hand, I can get rid of all negative states, even death!"
"And when I pull out the 'Holy Sword', I can split the entire city with one sword!"
As Divano said, he held the scabbard with his left hand, and gently stroked the hilt with his right hand.
Then, hold it.
hum!
A sword intent soared into the sky.
Jason, who was the closest, could clearly feel a sharp breath coming towards his face, as if he wanted to tear himself apart.
This is not an illusion!
Tiny sword marks began to appear on the ground.
The ceiling above his head also seemed to have been pierced by dozens of hundreds of long swords.
Ang Cheng, an ordinary person near the 'JJ Fighting Gym', only felt trembling all over his body, and subconsciously wanted to escape from here.
But those who have been trained for a long time, their expressions changed in horror.
They knew very well what this sharp aura represented, especially the forces and individuals who had received the news that the 'Temple' had sent another person were already trembling at this moment.
'Jugger' Divano!
"It turned out to be him!"
In the office, Edmund, who was drafting the report of 'Sean's Death', stood up and directly issued the highest-level alert order for the 'Asylum' in Angcheng.
Edmund knew exactly what 'Jugger' Divano represented.
Ever victorious!
The reason why the 'Holy Temple' can still be feared by all forces in the new century, apart from the 'Faceless' legion, is another important reason for the 'Sword Master' Divano.
Facing the "encirclement and suppression" by the coalition forces of various organizations in the new century, the "Juvenile Master" Divano alone, with one sword, can defeat thousands of troops!
The title of the opponent's 'Sword Master' was earned by fighting for it.
"Help me transfer to the headquarters 'Supreme Council'!"
Edmund picked up the emergency communication device and began to ask for help from the headquarters of the 'shelter house'.
At the same time, from the bottom of his heart, he hoped that Jason could last a little longer.
"Master Jason, since you are immortal, please support me for 15 minutes!"
"As long as 15 minutes, our reinforcements will definitely arrive!"
Edmund thought in his heart.
However, the next moment, Edmond's heart fell directly to the bottom.
"Hello."
"Yes, Edmund?"
"haven't seen you for a long time."
The familiar voice in his ears made Edmond's face darken instantly.
…
"Damn it!"
Esther, who was in the temporary hidden base, jumped up from his limp state when he felt the sharp sword intent, and looked at the 'JJ Fighting Gym' with an ugly expression.
Esther knew what that meant.
Because, no matter when he joined the 'Holy Snake Society' or when he entered the 'Asylum', he had clearly studied the relevant information—
You can give up the task when you encounter 'Jugger' Divano.
Este really didn't expect to meet the 'Jugmaster' Divano now.
According to Esther's thinking, Divano would not appear in Angcheng at all, because when they 'connected' all the foreign forces in Angcheng, they could already make the 'temple' compromise.
At that time, it was impossible for the 'Temple' to send out the 'Jugmaster' Divano.
But they never expected that the 'Temple' would send out the 'Sword Master' Divano directly.
What's the difference between this and playing cards, when he throws down a three and the opponent throws down the king bomb
Can I still play
How about I just run away with Senior Edmond
He must have a safe exit.
Esther thought subconsciously, but then shook her head.
no!
Not just us, but also Kratos, Logan and the others... Damn, so many people, how did they escape
Esther couldn't help but tugged at her hair.
Then, when he came back to his senses, he realized that Arras beside him had long since disappeared.
"Could it be..."
"No way?"
Esther turned his head to look at the sword-like 'JJ Fighting Gym', his face changed back and forth.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and ran towards the door.
…
Kuya made a cup of coffee and another cup of milk tea.
She held the coffee and put the milk tea on the opposite side, with a silly smile on her face, as if sitting opposite was the 'Claw 13' who agreed to her invitation.
As for Jason not speaking at the time
She accepted it as Jason's default.
"What do you like?"
"Do you have a dream?"
"What do you like to eat?"
Kuya held the coffee and talked as if he was practicing.
Seacott and Recius stood far away watching this scene.
"Could she be stupid?"
Recius tapped his temple with his right index finger, and asked Seacott.
"Love always makes people obsessed."
"You who like paper figurines will not understand."
Seacott said with a chuckle.
"You understand! You understand! You, who can only rely on the club to experience love until now, understand everything!"
Recius yelled at Seacott like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"I'm focused, and I'm going from one to the end!"
White-haired Seacott emphasized.
"Yes, it costs money."
"I spend money, and I have it."
Recius sneered.
"Speak as if you don't pay for your paper man wife."
Seacott retorted.
Immediately, Lei Xius frowned again.
"You are insulting my faith!"
Recius roared angrily, and was about to roll up his sleeves and punch Seacott.
And just as Lei Xius raised his arm, a sharp sword intent descended.
The two who were still arguing a moment ago looked at each other with serious expressions.
"Is that the guy?"
Rexius asked.
"Well, sure."
Sicott answered in the affirmative.
As for Kuya, who was practicing in the distance, the coffee cup in his hand became even more unstable and fell directly.
Snapped!
The coffee juice splashed everywhere, and Kuya stood up and was about to rush out.
But was stopped by Haro.
"The base has entered a first-level alert, and no one is allowed to leave."
As the director of Ang Cheng of the 'Holy Snake Society', Haro rarely spoke in a serious tone.
"yes."
Seacott and Recius responded immediately.
Kuya hesitated.
'Court of Night Owls' can't put everything on 'Claw 13', right
Should have sent someone else!
'Claw 13' will definitely be fine.
Thinking this way from the bottom of my heart, Kuya's footsteps moved towards the door bit by bit.
Obviously, thinking is one thing, acting is another.
Snapped!
Harrow slashed Kuya's neck with a hand knife,
Looking at the fainted Kuya, Haro sighed slightly.
"'Jugger' Divano..."
"That's not a battle we can participate in!"
As Harrow said, he put Kuya on a chair beside him, and then walked to the window. He looked at the place where the sword intent was soaring, and the knuckles of his palm holding the cane were slightly white.
At the moment, he hoped that 'The Court of Night Owls' was real.
Because, only in this way, can that 'Juvenile Master' kill Ang Cheng!
When the 'Holy Temple' sent out the 'Juvenile Master', Harrow guessed the attitude of the 'Holy Temple' towards Ang Cheng.
"We must win!"
Haro prayed.
…
Like the real sword intent, Jason felt a tingling pain all over his body.
His cloak had long been torn, and cracks had appeared on his mask.
But his eyes were fixed on Divano who was opposite.
The flame in his hand burned more and more vigorously.
Then-
Whoosh, whoosh!
Jason made a throwing motion with both hands, and fireballs flew out of his hands immediately.
Boom boom boom!
Continuous explosions appeared on Divano's body.
Flames blazed and explosions roared.
One moment Divano was smashed to pieces, but the next moment he was intact.
He held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand. Without saying a word, he exerted a little force with his right hand, and the 'holy sword' began to come out of the scabbard bit by bit.
At this time, Jason finally saw the true face of the 'Holy Sword'.
The sword is a one-handed sword with an edge on one side.
The blade is not cold and radiant.
Instead, it has a gray feeling, as if this 'sacred sword' is forged from inferior steel, its blade is not sharp, and it cannot fight at all.
But Divano, who was holding the sword at this moment, had a sword intent and a terrifying aura, especially the firmness on the opponent's face and the confidence in his eyes, which almost turned into reality.
I will win!
This is the feeling that Divano gave Jason.
And Jason
Without a word, more fireballs were thrown.
He himself is immortal.
Therefore, he did not believe in the so-called immortality at all.
The immortality shown is just that no weakness has been found, or... there is no quantitative change to achieve qualitative change.
Divano let the fireball explode.
In a breath, everything returned to normal.
"You are the first person in ten years to make me draw the 'Holy Sword'."
"I had hoped to use it to... Since you were the first person to make me draw the 'Holy Sword', you can say your name."
"It's your pleasure."
Divano said lightly.
Jason continued to attack without saying a word.
Looking at Jason like this, Divano couldn't help shaking his head.
"You have given up the glory you deserve!"
As Divano said, he stabbed out with a sword.
It's just a normal straight stab.
However, this straight thrust was very fast!
When it was almost there, Jason's perception was almost 6 times that of ordinary people, but he couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed, so he was pierced through the chest by a sword.
The tip of the sword protruded from the back, and blood dripped down.
Jason felt no pain at all, his head tilted back slightly, and then he slammed forward.
boom!
With a muffled sound, Divano covered the bridge of his nose and drew his sword back.
Then, Jason punched out.
Fiery fists fell like raindrops.
breathe!
breathe!
An instinctive adjustment of Jason's body directly turned on [Day Hunting].
He exchanged 100% accelerated consumption for the blessing of agility +1 at this moment.
He couldn't help shouting that heroic voice.
"Ola Ola Ola Ola!"
The flaming fist brought up layers of phantoms, completely surrounding Divano.
Such a fist is nothing to Divano.
Even if it is burning with flames, it is the same.
However, when Jason's fist started to wave and created layers of phantoms, and when that heroic voice started to sound, Divano was in a daze.
In his world of only swords, he reappears.
That little giant figure... also appeared.
The opponent's fist smashed down directly.
The dazzling light shines again.
That mushroom cloud lifted off again.
Can my sword match it
Divano hesitated.
He hesitated.
Just a moment's hesitation, and only a moment's hesitation, in front of his eyes, the figure that was supposed to be Jason merged with the figure of the little giant in an instant.
At this moment, it seems to have returned to thirty years ago again.
Back when he didn't even dare to draw out his sword.
sword
Yes, I have 'Holy Sword'!
'Holy Sword' can help me!
Divano seemed to have grasped at a life-saving straw, and blocked the holy sword in front of Jason's fist.
Jason didn't back down.
He keenly noticed Divano's terrifying aura.
Although Jason didn't know what was going on with this change, he knew that the opportunity must never be missed.
"Ola Ola Ola Ola!"
The voice in his mouth became louder and louder, and the bold and refreshing blows became more and more intensive.
No matter who is in front of you.
It doesn't matter if it's a 'holy sword' or a 'juggernaut'.
Him, just throw a punch!
He, his own attack will definitely work.
If that doesn't work, hit a few more punches.
Bang, bang, bang!
clang clang clang!
Punch after punch was blocked by Divano with the 'Holy Sword'.
And such a temporary block was enough for Divano to recover.
He calmed down again.
He once again entered the realm of the 'juggernaut'.
Only the 'Holy Sword' remained in his eyes again.
Then…
He found that the 'Holy Sword' was full of cracks.
Then, when Jason punched again—
Snapped!
'Holy Sword' is broken.