At the peak of Basha's Sacred Mount, Matthew watched the approaching army with icy eyes. He leaped from the peak, charging alone toward the thousands of troops.
He unsheathed Bloodreaper, its sword energy slicing through the sky. Even the tank battalion seemed like paper against this fierce sword energy. With a swing of the Bloodreaper, a hundred men perished, leaving a trail of dismembered bodies.
"I, Mortimer of the Zedler family, have come to assist the Summit Warding with the eight thousand Zedler Tiger Guards!"
"Basha's Sacred Mount is no paper tiger either. Disciples, forward!"
Matthew glanced back at the approaching disciples of Basha's Sacred Mount and the Zedler Tiger Guards, a slight smile flashing across his cold, frosty face.
"Die, you motherf*ckers!" Shawn, carrying a rocket launcher, fired wildly at the distant enemies.
Bloodreaper's glow grew increasingly intense in Matthew's hand as he soared into the air. "I have a sword that can split mountains, cut rivers, and slay wolves!"
Just then, he thought he had touched something—the threshold of the grandmaster level.
"Die!"
A 300-feet-long sword energy cut through the void and slashed into Montiria's army with unstoppable force. Just like that, the 100 thousand-strong army was wiped out by half.
"He's a monster!"
"Run! How can we defeat a monster?!"
"I don't want to die here! My mother is still waiting for me at home!"
Fear, disbelief, and prayers were useless before Matthew's rampant sword energy. Soldiers were instantly cut in half, their bodies littering the ground.
The surviving soldiers huddled together, staring in terror at Matthew in the sky. From that day on, Montiria would be crippled for the next two decades.
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