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Chapter 1304: Chapter 1304 Vein Holder’s Token
"You..."
Nathanael Warm slightly frowned.
Such a tone, it really annoyed him.
"Indeed, worthy to have crossed swords with Mad Dragon, your words are even more arrogant than his." As he spoke, black smoke swirled around the sword of hell in Nathanael Warm’s hand.
It was a very strong Evil Qi.
Possessed, the Evil Qi inside them is extremely dense, nearly controlling their mind.
Compared to before, Nathanael Warm’s heart had grown darker.
In his eyes, there was only prey.
Only killing could bring him a trace of satisfaction.
"I thought you were dead." Julius Reed asked indifferently.
During that battle in Gonzalez City, the two had broken through the rooftop.
At that time, he believed Nathanael Warm was undoubtedly going to die, so he hurriedly left.
But now it seemed, Nathanael Warm’s abilities were a bit stronger than Julius Reed had imagined.
"Do you know about this?" Nathanael Warm narrowed his eyes, his dark lips moved, and he asked, "What exactly is your relationship with Mad Dragon?"
He didn’t believe that the Saint could be easily killed.
If the Saint had died, the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance would have been in uproar long ago!
But at present.
Whether it’s the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance or various organizations that held grudges with the Saint, all were inactive.
It seemed to indirectly confirm the matter of the Saint not being dead.
Then Julius Reed must have faked his death.
The killer must be related to the Saint, only then would he cooperate to stage this play.
"I’ve said it, you’re not worthy." Julius Reed, holding Stephen’s blood-stained Longsword, said coldly: "Make your move."
"Do you despise me?"
Nathanael Warm gripped the sword of hell in both hands, his eyes beginning to turn red!
He could feel, the youth before him had formidable strength.
But similarly, Nathanael Warm was no longer the same as before.
Whoosh!
Without warning!
Nathanael Warm soared into the air, his Longsword with a trail of black smoke, swiftly slashing down!
Clang!
Julius Reed blocked across the sky, the Longsword sparking flames.
"Where did this sword come from?"
After their exchange, he took Nathanael Warm seriously for the first time.
The sword was strange.
This Evil Qi, it was more than ten times more intense than when they last sparred.
The Longsword, enveloped by the swirling black smoke, flickered with specks of red light.
A crimson glow!
This glow, within the black smoke, was particularly eye-catching.
Julius Reed closed his eyes, trying to feel the power of this sword.
In the darkness, the Longsword was like a ferocious beast in floodwaters, showing its fierce fangs.
"Do you recognize it?" Nathanael Warm’s mouth slightly curved upwards.
He stared at the sword in his hand, coldly laughing: "Am I qualified now?"
This sword, named the sword of hell!
Originally, Nathanael Warm, according to the clues left by the ancestral master, excavated it from an ancient tomb at the border of Five-river Province!
Discovered along with it was also that Copper Coin.
However, the Copper Coin had already been given to Elaenor Wood, as a bargaining chip to exchange for the secret of killing the Saint.
And this sword of hell, Nathanael Warm had been diligently contemplating it, and finally reaped some rewards.
As the price for gaining power, he would forever become a slave to this sword.
But, is it important?
From the moment he was possessed, Nathanael Warm was no longer Nathanael Warm.
The death of Jennifer Lopez and her son stripped him of his last hopes for life.
Nathanael Warm shamelessly betrayed his ancestors and even desecrated his forefather’s grave.
All for revenge!
"This sword is adequate, but you are not!" Julius Reed slowly opened his eyes, looking at the sword emitting black smoke.
Its aura felt familiar.
It seemed... he had seen it somewhere.
But Julius Reed really couldn’t recall the origin of the sword.
"Let’s make a deal." He stared straight at Nathanael Warm, saying, "You tell me about this sword, and I’ll tell you about Mad Dragon. How about that, fair?"
"Agreed." Nathanael Warm sheathed his Longsword.
Clang!
The moment the Sword of Hell returned to its scabbard, the black smoke instantly dissipated.
The Evil Qi, too, vanished completely.
And Nathanael Warm’s eyes gradually returned to normal.
Devoid of the blood-red madness, there was now a hint of rationality.
"Only one of us can live today, so I’m willing to have a talk," Nathanael Warm, pulling off his hood, looked at Julius Reed under the scorching sun. "You first?"
"You first." Julius Reed planted his Longsword into the stone pavement at his feet, indifferently saying, "Let the weaker speak first."
The moment the two swords clashed, the Dragon King Ring on his hand began to become violently restless!
The power within it seemed uncontrollable.
This was the first time Julius Reed felt an abnormal change within the Dragon King Ring.
"I could tell you, but you might not understand," Nathanael Warm said coldly. "Too many are involved."
"I am Osher Reed, my younger brother is Julius Reed. So tell me, I understand," Julius Reed said with a smile, standing with his hands behind his back.
Upon hearing the name Julius Reed, a fluctuation crossed Nathanael Warm’s ghastly-white face.
"This sword, called the Sword of Hell! My forefather, a Vein Holder under Pendleton and Aziz Fairbanks! The Sword of Hell is a token of Sealing Pulse, a symbol of the Vein Holder. Originally, this item should have been passed down through generations. However, just during my forefather’s time, everything changed."
Nathanael Warm glanced at the Sword of Hell at his waist and said lightly, "Had I not been possessed, naturally I wouldn’t have known this secret."
"Vein Holders, by my ancestor, betrayed our clan and established his own sect. It’s said, in exchange for longevity, he lost all his skills."
"Without skills, he was doomed to be unable to control the Sword of Hell! Thus, this Divine Artifact, along with several bodies, was sealed in a great tomb."
"Now it’s your turn." Nathanael Warm said with a smile.
"I have a question." Julius Reed frowned slightly, asking, "Does each of the Seven Veins have a token?"
It was his first time hearing that the token of the Vein Holder was this Sword of Hell!
"I’ve read the scriptures engraved by my forefather in the great tomb and learned a bit about the Seven Veins through others," Nathanael Warm caressed the Sword of Hell, speaking enthralled, "Vein Holders definitely possess their own tokens. These tokens, gifts from Pendleton, are symbols of power and also Divine Artifacts! It is said, within the seven treasures lies a secret."
After his betrayal, he unearthed records about possession in his faction.
Possessed ones can control the Sword of Hell!
Of course. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
Nathanael Warm’s master didn’t know about the existence of the Sword of Hell, he just wanted to complete the experiment.
The records note, Possessed individuals have astonishing combat prowess!
Nathanael Warm, thoughtful as he was, obtained the scrolls, followed the leads back to his forefather’s grave, and uncovered its secrets.
Then, he found Elaenor Wood and handed over the Copper Coin.
As for the sword, Nathanael Warm could now control it after his contemplations.
"Now, it’s your turn." He lifted his head, his tone carrying a hint of murderous intent.
With the Sword of Hell, his opponent was, in his eyes, already a dead man.
But Julius Reed was thinking about Nathanael Warm’s recent words.
A token of the Vein Holder?
If that was true, what would Isabella Warm’s token be?
What about Night’s token?
And what exactly is the secret behind all this?
"I’m asking you a question."
Nathanael Warm gripped the sword in his right hand, his voice growing colder.
"Your sword is very good, but soon, it will be mine."
Before Julius Reed’s words fell, he suddenly drew the Longsword from the ground and charged forth!
