Chapter 224
Author: CABO
last update2026-09-22 17:32:11

As the Golden Sword Saint drew the blade from its scabbard, the entire sky above the capital city seemed to change color. The blue sky turned a bright, blinding, painful yellow.

The Sword Saint landed softly on the white sand, landing exactly thirty feet away from Lucien.

The old master did not look angry. He looked completely, perfectly calm. But it was the calm of a deadly hurricane just before it destroys a city.

"You fight with no honor, beggar," the Golden Sword Saint spoke softly. His
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