Slumdog Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1092

Slumdog Billionaire Husband by Rayden Berg Chapter 1092

Chapter 1092 Take a Strike

In front of the Archaic Tribe Base, sweat seeped down Dante’s back. The person standing before him was none other than Elder Swordsman, Larry Freeman! Havotune’s most prominent figure, once the infamous manslayer of Havotune, had faded into obscurity over the years. Most people had begun to forget his existence, but when he appeared or when someone mentioned him, it would still send shockwaves, evoking memories of all the lost souls in that city. In Dante’s view, Larry was a complete madman. No matter how low-key he tried to be now, he was still a madman. And this madman had a sore spot, and that was Regina!

In Havotune’s elite combat power circle, everyone knew that Larry and Regina came from the same sect. Larry had been pursuing Regina for many years, and she was his sore spot. He couldn’t tolerate anyone saying anything bad about Regina, let alone any disrespect. What Gerald just said, in Dante’s view, was no different than courting death. He doesn’t think Gerald is a match for Dante.

However, upon further thought, it seemed that Gerald might be a madman as well. When he reached the supreme level of Flame Decay, he was in Underground Palace, openly challenging the Eight Forces. He even directly threatened Soulreaper Sect.

Just now, they were even more decisive in their actions, starting immediately as soon as they said they would. Of course, Dante had to admit that the reason Gerald had just come up with was indeed the best one he could find. Although this approach may seem like a manifestation of a guilty conscience to others, he had to admit that it was indeed a viable solution.

After all, if they really investigate, there’s a high chance of being exposed. But if they don’t, they can still deny it. Resisting Dante was just too difficult.

They felt that if Dante insisted on breaking in, no one here could stop him. Gerald stood atop the city wall, gazing down at the sharp sword intent ernanating from Elder Swordsman below, and couldn’t help but be secretly amazed.

Elder Swordsman only had fluctuations of Vital Energy on his body, with no attributes flowing out. Clearly, just like Alcoholic, he was a being with immense combat power that didn’t rely on attributes. In the previous battle with Soulreaper Sect, he had also come to understand an important principle!

That means one shouldn’t rely too much on attributes. Attributes seem to serve as a support, rather than the primary means of attack. Otherwise, if the attribute is countered, it would be quite uncomfortable.

In the path of martial arts, it is the martial arts that truly forms the foundation. Facing Elder Swordsman, Gerald remained fearless. He stood on the city wall, his eyes burning brightly as he stared at Elder Swordsman.

“Kid!” Elder Swordsman’s gaze darkened as he took a step forward, instantly closing in on Gerald’s side. Gerald let out a cold chuckle as his Vital Energy surged, and in an instant, he leaped down from the wall. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Although both of their weapons were vibrating, neither of them chose to draw them out. It seemed as if the two intended to clash first without using their weapons!

In an instant, the two of them drew closer. Elder Swordsman emanated an unfathomable aura, and with a single punch, he struck directly at Gerald. Gerald sneered and roared angrily, “Torrential Fist!”

The moment his voice roared out, he swiftly turned to the side and then launched a powerful kick! Bang! Elder Swordsman’s expression froze, and a hint of annoyance appeared on his face as he said, “What the hell!”

As everyone knows, legs are longer than arms. Gerald randomly shouted the name of a boxing technique and then kicked out. Elder Swordsman immediately sensed something was off, but it was too late to react. He was directly kicked in the left arm by Gerald, and a terrifying vital energy and oppressive force erupted.

Elder Swordsman was sent flying like a cannonball. Elder Swordsman managed to stop himself by continuously releasing his strength. With a gloomy expression, he looked at Gerald and said, “Just a petty trick!” Gerald didn’t expect that his attack would be able to cause any damage to

Elder Swordsman. In fact, he had already sensed it earlier – this legendary figure was indeed terrifyingly powerful. If Gerald had chosen to directly clash fists with him, he might have ended up injured himself.

Indeed, there is a difference between Eternal Flame Decayer and eternal Flame Decayer. Moreover, Elder Swordsman hasn’t even used his attribute-related ability yet, nor has he employed his most proficient sword.

At this moment, in the distance, the white-colored longsword on Elder Swordsman’s back was trembling more and more intensely. Gerald could hear the continuous clashing sounds between the sword’s body and its scabbard.

“Gerald, my patience is limited, and I’m not interested in playing these childish games with you,” said Elder Swordsman. “I’ll ask you one last time, will you hand over Sylvie? What exactly are you feeling guilty about?”

“Am I afraid?” Gerald chuckled lightly and said, “I’ll repeat myself. If you want to verify Sylvie, I now believe that Empress Regina possesses the divination attribute. Let Empress Regina verify me instead. Otherwise, you’ll have to step over my dead body to verify her today.”

Upon hearing Gerald’s words, Dante was momentarily stunned. He never expected Gerald to have achieved such a level.

Elder Swordsman’s expression darkened, and he looked at Gerald with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. “Gerald, I admit that you have extraordinary talent, and I have no intention of becoming enemies with you. Don’t let others lead you astray. You don’t know what an oracle truly means.”

“I know…” Gerald said calmly, “But your reasons are just bullshit. Judging someone’s life or death based on their attributes? The Eight Forces oppress the entire Havotune, treating yourselves as superior, and constantly dehumanizing and killing lower-class people, even enslaving them. How is that any different from having a divination attribute?” “Nonsense!” Elder Swordsman looked at Gerald and said, “Don’t blame me for not giving you a chance. For the sake of

Alcoholic, I’ll give you an opportunity to take one of my sword strikes. If you can withstand this strike, I’ll pretend nothing happened today and leave immediately. However, if you fail to do so, you must hand over Sylvie!” Gerald’s expression darkened as he said, “What if I catch it? Will you hand over Empress Regina to me for verification?” Elder Swordsman didn’t want to waste any more time talking with Gerald. A

sharp sword intent burst forth from him, and a white light flashed by. A terrifying aura rose from his body, causing some of the surrounding supreme Flame Decayers to become unsteady on their feet.

Gerald’s expression darkened as he took the Dragon Saber from his back. In an instant, he gathered all his vital energy and momentum, concealing them completely!

“Have you given up resisting?” Elder Swordsman said, “A promise is a promise, and I always keep my word. If you can block this sword strike of mine, I will no longer interfere in this matter. However, if you die under my sword, you can’t blame me!” Gerald assumed a sword-drawing stance, raising his head to look at Elder Swordsman In his eyes, there was a boundless fighting spirit!

He wanted to see, after reaching the eternal level of Flame Decay, what kind of gap existed between him and the top figures of this world! In the next moment, Elder Swordsman and Gerald moved almost simultaneously. Even Dante could only see two afterimages flashing before his eyes.

Elder Swordsman unsheathed his white-colored longsword, and a surge of murderous intent and determination materialized out of thin air. Then, he swung his sword with all his might! On the other side, the sound of the Dragon Saber being unsheathed resonated, as the Dragon Saber emerged from its scabbard.

Elder Swordsman was slightly taken aback, as Gerald, facing him, had actually chosen not to defend but to launch a counterattack. “How interesting!” Elder Swordsman sneered inwardly.

Clang!

The crisp sound of clashing swords echoed throughout, followed by a terrifying explosion of Vital Energy at the center of the impact. With this strike, Gerald put forth his full strength; it was his ultimate trump card.

Boom!

The vital energy was in chaos, causing the surrounding rocks to fly about in disarray. The metal city wall beside them, strong enough to withstand a beast attack, was sliced open by the terrifying and sharp Vital Energy.

Dante quickly activated his Vital Energy, forming a wall of water in front of him to block the scattered Vital Energy. Otherwise, he reckoned that anyone below the supreme level of Flame Decay would likely be unable to withstand it. And deep within his heart, he was shocked as well. He realized that even he himself would have absolutely no confidence in withstanding Gerald’s strike.

At the center of the battle, Gerald’s heart sank. Inside him, a tumultuous flow of vital energy and blood surged, and blood gushed from his mouth as if it didn’t cost a thing. He didn’t know how much strength Elder Swordsman had used, but he could feel that catching this sword was quite challenging for him.

Bang!

He was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground. Countless wounds inflicted by the sword intent covered his body, leaving him a bloody and mangled mess! The ashes and dust around gradually dispersed, and Gerald coughed up some blood. He shakily stood up from the ground.

In the distance, Elder Swordsman appeared seemingly casual. However, if one paid close attention, they would notice his right hand, gripping the sword, was slightly trembling, and his face was somewhat flushed. However, due to the weather and the lingering dust in the surroundings, others couldn’t see it clearly.