Durin's Diary

Chapter 937 Unwilling to Bow Before the Carriage

The rain is getting heavier.

The old woman in front of me had a sharpened blade at the tip of her rapier, which meant it had some cutting and dragging capabilities.

Don't underestimate this sharpening. Even though a triangular swift sword can be used to strike an opponent's face and neck with the tip of the blade, if it is further sharpened, this strike could very well be fatal.

Judging from its design, it should be the Western Peninsula style rapier that Dulin was familiar with in his previous life. In this world, according to Eleven, it has a more realistic name.

Spanish swift sword.

Unfortunately, the Spanish peninsula has not yet been created in the ecosystem.

It has a large, bowl-shaped handguard that is quite unusual compared to other sword types, which can protect the swordsman's hand very well.

"Child, let's begin."

As the old woman called softly, Dulin's visual system experienced a millisecond-level distortion in an instant. The old woman in front of him instantly crossed a distance of five meters and appeared in front of him, her swift sword aimed straight at his face.

He held up the Thousand Moon Sword horizontally, using its heavy blade to block the sword strike.

He took a step back, raised his sword and slashed down, deflecting the blade that was thrusting at him again.

In the rain, the old woman gracefully landed to Dulin's right. Her swift sword, propelled by her turn, swept across the rain and pointed directly at Dulin's forehead.

Dulin turned to the side, took a step forward with his left foot, and used Thousand Moon to deflect the Swift Sword. At the same time, he took the opportunity to exert force, twisted his body, and crouched down to avoid the Swift Sword. At the same time, he swung Thousand Moon at the old woman's leg.

Halfway through his attack, Dulin rolled forward to dodge the sweeping sword.

On the other side, the old woman who dodged Dulin's attack with a perfect standing flip smiled.

Dulin held his tail up to his face and saw a scratch. Two dragon scales were broken, and blood flowed down the scales before disappearing into the rain.

"You haven't fully comprehended this body yet. I've seen your past. You're too superstitious about the guns and cannons in your hands, and you've forgotten how humans have fought with swords and knives for thousands of years."

"People in the Stone Age used stone tools to kill each other, and people in the Bronze Age used bronze tools to kill each other. People always think that the evolution of tools represents the progress of civilization. They are wrong. The evolution of the times means that people use stronger and more durable weapons to kill each other. The only difference is the human heart."

Having said that, facing the swift sword that was shaking off water droplets in the rain, Dulin turned to the side, used Thousand Moon to deflect the attack, and at the same time rushed towards the old woman along with the sword.

In the rain that was as dark as night, swords clashed, sparks flying. Dulin's blow struck the old woman, but he felt nothing.

The next second, Dulin activated his Dragon Scale Protection and raised his left arm to block the swift sword that was swinging at him. The blade drew sparks from Dulin's dragon scales, but it failed to break through them as it had done before.

effective.

Although it hurt a little, it was no problem. As Dulin turned around, he used Thousand Moon in his hand to block the Swift Sword that was being drawn for the second time. This time, the force from the sword was even greater than before.

In the rain, the old woman, resembling a vengeful ghost, was turning around; her third sword was already on its way.

This is not the way Swiftblade is used at all; her opening Spanish Truth stance is too deceptive.

He complained during the National Day holiday.

Only beginners are superstitious about a single stance; one-on-one combat is always a product of improvisation.

The next second, as Dulin took a step back, her attack missed. However, the old woman who had landed had already switched the Swift Sword from her right hand to her left hand. With a light thrust, she aimed straight at Dulin's right chest. Just as Dulin was about to use his sword to parry the attack, her attack suddenly rose. The tip of the sword first scratched a mark on the Thousand Moon Sword parry, and then directly slashed Dulin's right cheek.

The next second, Dulin in front of her shattered. In an instant, Dulin stepped to the left and, having also handed Qianyue to his left hand, swung his long tail. The enhanced dragon scales deflected the Swift Sword she had hastily used to parry, and then struck her face.

The edge of the dragon scales sliced ​​open her cheek, and Dulin showed no surprise at the sight of the flowing black blood—even if Lady Nogel still retained any humanity, she was a genuine evil god.

He immediately thrust out Thousand Moon, hoping to expand his advantage, but the next second, a short sword deflected Dulin's attack. "Interesting, this is the first time I've been forced to use it."

The old woman standing in the rain had a smile on her face; the wounds on her face were healing.
The next second, Du Lin used the Thousand Moon Sword to block the three consecutive thrusts. At the moment the blades separated, Du Lin swung his sword, first lightly flicking the old woman to make her take a step back, and then forcefully slashing out with his sword raised overhead.

The old woman retreated once more, but this attack unleashed a burst of sword energy. The brilliant white sword energy sliced ​​through the cape upon landing and then flew directly into the distance.

The petals and blades of grass it stirred up danced in the rain.

The old woman turned to the side, her swift sword pointing at Dulin, a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"What a fine wandering knight of the mortal world! You've already done enough to be my enemy as a mere mortal. Young man, go now. I can hardly suppress the darkness within me anymore." With that, she put down her swift sword. "Go back and become stronger, then return here to defeat that evil me, kill that ruthless me, and grant me my final rest."

"Just how strong are you?" Du Lin took two steps back, put away Qian Yue, and looked at the old woman in front of him. He was really curious. He could sense that she hadn't used her full strength, which was why she gave him an opportunity.

"I don't know either. No one has ever been able to fight me like you. You are very talented and have excellent combat skills. Your weakness is that you are weak. If your recent actions were to kill me, then it's not enough."

“What about the anonymous person?” Dulin asked.

“He’s fine, but guess why he didn’t come to kill me and the other evil gods.”

"...Because if I kill you, I will no longer be able to create a world without gods. If I kill you, he will be tainted by the consequences of this world and will be bound by this mortal world forever, unable to break free."

Dulin voiced his suspicions.

The old woman laughed happily.

"You guessed right. He is a savior of the world, seeking no fame among mortals. If he kills us, it will ruin his path. So, like those other nameless people, he enlightens the people of this world, using you as his blade to kill gods like us who should not exist."

Dulin took a deep breath: "In other words, I would need to have strength comparable to a god to have any chance of killing you."

“Yes, it’s so difficult. Xiao Sun’s rational existence can’t beat me. At most, he can only seriously injure me by borrowing the power of the Nameless One. But you are different. You are just missing that final step. I’m very curious. With your strength, you can definitely walk the path to godhood. Why don’t you take that step?”

At this point, the old woman sighed, "Go quickly, child, I can't control myself anymore. Go, run as far away as possible."

Dulin turned around in silence and glanced at the armor being dragged along by the vines.

Finally, he sighed.

Are you crazy?!

The sky has been falling for too long, so long that the people of the East have come to regard sacrifice as an unavoidable part of life, so long that young people have forgotten what true youth is.

Du Lin thought of the mountain cemeteries on the way to Yumen Pass, the tiny dwellings built by generations of young people with their lives, flesh and blood and souls.

They don't understand that youth is not about death on the battlefield, separation in a breakup letter, or a lifetime of regrets and wounds.

Dulin then turned to face the old woman again.

I want to change all of this.

So you chose suicide?

Eleven raised his question.

No, I merely offered myself as a sacrifice to mend the crack in the sky.

Speak like a human!
I've lived enough for the hell twice. I don't care what I become in the future, I just want those evil gods to die a bloody death! Kill them all!
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(End of this chapter)