Chapter 303
Chapter 303 The Pillar of the Tarlyn Guild, Severed by a Single Sword
Douglas was terrified. The innate vitality that he had painstakingly accumulated over a lifetime was being forcibly drained away in such a brutal manner, and he was completely powerless to stop the process. What could be scarier than that?
Meanwhile, those gathered on the riverbanks were filled with confusion. They initially believed that Leander had been defeated, but… the unexpected had occurred–Leander was now holding Douglas‘ arm in a death grip instead.
“Has Chief Ashcroft… not lost after all? ”
Though puzzled by the situation, a flicker of hope began to spark in the hearts of the members of the Southern Wyvern Blade once more. They had just witnessed Leander shaking off the feathers embedded in his back and confronting Douglas in a direct clash.
Meanwhile, Tristan frowned deeply from where he stood beside Olivia. He simply couldn’t understand– Why hasn’t Douglas exterminated Leander yet? Why is he wasting time grappling with
that b * stard?
Believing that Leander had taken a direct blow from the Crimson Wingstorm, he assumed that Leander should be running on fumes by now. Naturally, it should’ve been a breeze for Douglas to slaughter Leander under such circumstances.
Just as confusion and doubt swirled in his mind, he suddenly heard a terrified scream echoing across the river.
“Stop! D*mn it! Stop, now!
“I admit defeat! I surrender! I swear, from this day forward, the Tarlyn Guild will retreat at the mere sight of you p>
The crowd gathered on the riverbanks fell into stunned silence upon hearing those words. Countless eyes widened in horrified disbelief as confusion and shock rippled through them.
What was happening?
Leander had clearly been at a disadvantage after being struck by the Crimson Wingstorm, so how was it that… Douglas was now the one begging for mercy and openly conceding defeat
instead?
“Surrender?” Leander didn’t even flinch at those words, his gaze remaining calm as ever. “How ridiculous p>
“ARGH p>
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At this point, more than seventy percent of Douglas‘ innate vitality had been forcibly drained away. Barely less than thirty percent remained, so he made a desperate decision. He violently yanked his arms away with a furious roar.
Crack! Snap!
Both his arms snapped at the joints, severed at the elbows. Blood sprayed everywhere.
The sudden turn of events sent shockwaves through the crowds gathered on both sides of the riverbanks.
But he had no time to care for such trivialities. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he pushed off with the tip of his toes and leaped into the air. He was planning to flee across the river.
Now that his arms were crippled and most of his innate vitality had been drained away, he no longer stood a chance against Leander–not even if there were ten of him.
There was only one thought on his mind: Escape.
He had to escape and recover his strength. Then, maybe… he would return and take his revenge one day…
“You came all this way… so why are you leaving now?” Leander’s voice suddenly rang out. Flames burst forth from his palm and ignited the severed arms stuck to him, reducing them to curling wisps of smoke.
“Stay p>
Taking a step forward, he raised his hand and formed a sword seal with his fingers. Then, he drew a line in the air, slashing toward Douglas‘ retreating back.
“Water Judgment–Origin Sword!” Chapters first released on fındnovel.nerowd on the riverbanks stared blankly as a faint streak of water arced through the sky and vanished without a trace.
In the same moment, Douglas halted mid–flight.
Tristan and Olivia were standing on the riverbank, no more than ten feet away. Their complexions went pale as shock rippled through them. They could only stand frozen in place as they watched the unbelievable scene unfolding before them.
A delicate, almost invisible line of blood appeared between Douglas‘ eyes—and slowly extended downward to his abdomen.
In the next second-
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The legendary master in the Ember Transcendent Realm was sliced cleanly in two. Blood sprayed into the air and rained down into the river, dyeing the water a faint shade of scarlet.
From the moment Douglas struck Leander with the Crimson Wingstorm, to the moment he broke his arms and attempted to flee the scene, until the moment he was sliced in half by a single sword stroke…
Everything had happened in just a few minutes.
Nobody could process the insane turn of events that had taken place within such a short timeframe. Therefore, the onlookers gathered on the riverbanks simply stood there in stunned silence.
Even the members of the Southern Wyvern Blade could only stare with their mouths hanging open. Their eyes were wide with disbelief as they gaped at Leander’s solitary but gallant figure.
After a long stretch of silence, Boomer was the first to recover from his shock.
“So did Chief Ashcroft… win?” he hesitantly asked, his voice almost in a whisper.
His question snapped everyone else back to reality.
Moments later, a thunderous wave of cheers erupted across the riverbank.
Similarly, Darrow and the other generals finally returned to their senses.
As the pillars of the nation, they commanded the military with the highest authority. Their status was naturally second to none. But they exchanged glances at this moment, each unable to suppress the admiration rising in their hearts. They had gained a new level of respect for Leander.
Martial artists, whether a Martial Sovereign or a master in the Transcendent Realm, were generally no cause for fear to them. After all, hand–to–hand combat would never be a match for modern warfare, such as tanks, missiles, and air strikes.
Nevertheless, they had to admit-
Setting aside large–scale weaponry, it was martial legends like Leander who could truly dominate the world with sheer force of will and power.
Darrow, commander of the Southwest, clapped with heartfelt approval.
In that moment, he felt nothing but gratitude for his own foresight. He was relieved that he had recognized Leander’s potential and appointed the young man as Chief Instructor of the Southern Wyvern Blade!
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Up on the viewing platform, Roman and Atlas exchanged a glance. It wasn’t until the shock finally wore off that they gave a bitter chuckle and shook their heads wryly.
“Atlas… It seems we’ve really underestimated him p>
A man of Sovereign Ashcroft’s caliber is beyond anything we can truly comprehend p>
Leander had created legend after legend. At this point, they could scarcely imagine: Who in the world could possibly stand against him?
Not far away. Theresa stood frozen in place. She was completely mesmerized; her gaze locked firmly on Leander’s domineering figure.
“Where are the members of the Tarlyn Guild p>
A booming voice belonging to Leander, who had just slain Douglas with a single sword strike, echoed across the river.
Tristan and Olivia had been wallowing in their grief, but the question instantly brought them back to reality. They glanced in Leander’s direction.
Tristan’s gaze sharpened with hatred, but in the end… he cupped his hands and stepped forward, bowing respectfully to the figure standing above the river.
“Tristan Tarlyn, fifth–generation master of the Tarlyn Guild, pays his respects to the Sovereign p>
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Leander tapped the surface of the river with his foot, and then–in the blink of an eye, standing in front of Tristan. He looked down at Tristan with a cold and commanding gaze.
“Do you remember the message I had Olivia deliver to the Tarlyn Guild p>
Tristan’s body trembled as a wave of grief surged through his heart.
It was true that Leander had sent a warning through Olivia, but Douglas had dismissed the warning entirely. After all, Douglas had been confident of his victory. He believed he could easily defeat Leander, so there was no need to pay heed to such warnings.
But now… the greatest legend in the history of the Tarlyn Guild had been slain by Leander in a single sword strike.
Tristan clenched his fists tightly, but he could only nod in resignation.
“Good.” Leander pointed at Tristan, his gaze cold and indifferent.
“From this day forward, the Tarlyn Guild must vacate Mornwick!
“Aside from Leona Tarlyn, if I ever hear of any member of the Tarlyn Guild appearing in
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“The Tarlyn Guild no longer exists in Mornwick p>
As soon as the verdict was announced, Tristan knew—
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It was over for the Tarlyn Guild. Their reign and dominance over Mornwick, which had lasted for centuries, had ended. They would have to leave the peak of Mount Lurvale, the place where their ancestors had called home for generations. In fact, they could never even set foot in Mornwick again.
For a guild that had once basked in glory for over a century, the banishment was nothing short of a shameful humiliation.
But Tristan had no other choice. He could only nod and accept his fate. Such was the law of the martial world: The strong reigned supreme.
Douglas is dead. The pillar of the Tarlyn Guild … severed by a single sword strike from Leander.
A wave of overwhelming regret surged in Tristan’s heart. If only I’d stopped Douglas from seeking revenge against Leander, then maybe … the Tarlyn Guild wouldn’t have fallen to such ruin.
Unfortunately, it was far too late for regrets.
Leander’s figure flickered and vanished as he leaped toward the opposite side of the river. From the beginning to the end, his gaze had never once landed on Olivia. He had completely ignored
her.
Olivia stared at Leander’s departing figure, biting down on her lip so hard that blood seeped through. A storm raged violently in her heart.
“Just you wait, Jeff Ashcroft! I will definitely restore the Tarlyn Guild to its former glory. And when that day comes, I’ll defeat you myself p>
However, Leander couldn’t care less about what the Tarlyn Guild thought of him. Both Tristan and Olivia were no different from insignificant ants in his eyes.
After exchanging some words with Darrow and the others, he casually waved to the members of the Southern Wyvern Blade and departed with the wind.
The Stormcairn River finally returned to its original tranquil state. But the people along the riverbanks, who had witnessed the entire battle, remained frozen in stunned silence for a very long time…
On September 8th, above the waters of the Stormcairn River, Leander struck down the pillar of the Tarlyn Guild, a master in the Transcendent Realm, with a single sword strike. The news caused another uproar throughout Astria!
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