I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

Chapter 1129

In the south of the continent, there is a village near the sea. It was originally a fishing village. A large number of fishermen made a living by fishing here, and there were also powerful beings who could go out to sea to hunt monsters.

But now the village is full of corpses. A large number of corpses were cut in half as if they were cut by sharp swords. Even the blue sea was dyed red with blood, and the whole village exuded a monstrous blood.

In the center of the village, a man with long hair down to his waist was sitting on the ground holding a large machete. His posture was casual, but the whole person revealed a particularly sharp aura.

At first glance, the whole person sitting there might even be mistaken for a sharp long sword, as if the other party was the concept of the sword itself, and the degree of matching with the sword could even reach the level of law.

But such a person who was born to use a sword, the weapon beside him was a large machete, which gave people a very inconsistent feeling.

There were several swordsmen kneeling beside him. If someone who knew the business saw their faces, they would find that these swordsmen were the most famous swordsmen in the world. They were extremely talented in using swords and were the top swordmen in the world.

Most swordsmen were very arrogant. After all, only by believing in their swords could they enter a higher realm. They thought their swords were the sharpest and could cut anything. Only by becoming a sword fanatic with such a mentality could they enter the highest realm.

But such a group of arrogant swordsmen were now kneeling respectfully beside the man with a knife and offering their loyalty more fanatical than to the sword.

A closer look would reveal that these swordsmen exuded a very strong power of faith, and all of this power of faith was absorbed by the man with a knife.

This proved that the man with a knife in front of him was a god who had descended to the earth, and his identity was obvious because he was worshipped by so many swordsmen. His name was the God of Swords, Caris.

Golden hair as sharp as a sword, slender arms that can better wield the blade, and a slender figure that can better perform sword skills. As the god who controls the sword field, Caris is the most worshipped by most sword users.

But it is obvious that the existence of the sword is not concerned about the lives of mortals. His coming brought a sharp blade to the world and also took away many lives.

Boom!

At this time, a figure fell in the distance, and the existence darker than darkness fell on the periphery of the fishing village, and in this special darkness, there was a dazzling golden light that broke through everything.

The golden vertical pupil seemed to be able to see through everything, and it penetrated the air and fell directly on Caris in this fishing village full of sword energy.

"Go."

Caris seemed to have no reaction and still kept his head down, but he opened his mouth to kindly remind his believers.

The loyal believers who believed in him from the beginning did not ask the reason, and immediately picked up the sword and fled out of the fishing village.

Only a new believer who had just bowed down to Caris could not figure out the situation. He knew very well that in the space where the God of Sword existed, there could be anything else that could threaten them.

However, he died with this question in the next second. A stone flying at a very terrifying speed flew over and directly hit the "fragile" body of this believer.

The mortal's body was immediately broken into flesh and splashed on Caris, but these flesh and blood were cut off by countless sword qi before they touched Caris.

Caris couldn't help sighing when he saw this scene. It's not that he didn't save his believers. In his very weak situation when he just came down to the world, believers of any degree were very precious.

He urgently needed the nourishment of the power of faith, so the more believers, the more, and if they could be saved, they would be saved as much as possible.

He didn't want to make a move at all because he knew very well that he couldn't save this believer. Even if he could cut down this stone, he would definitely not be able to protect the believer in the next battle.

"Hehe, you gods are still as cold as ever. You are unwilling to help your believers when they are threatened. You really have no humanity at all."

A man in a black suit walked over from a distance. People who knew him could tell at a glance that this man with golden vertical pupils was the king of the black dragon clan.

"You are so good at talking."

Caris stood up slowly, feeling very unhappy with the black dragon king in front of him.

He had noticed this man when he was in the God Realm. As a top creature in the mortal world, he was thinking about fighting with the gods every day.

It seemed that there was no such thing in this world.Like an existence that can make him feel afraid, the Black Dragon King has been challenging everything he can see since he was born, and he has never experienced even one failure until now.

If there is any failure, it is that the Black Dragon King wants to suppress his desire every time, but it basically changes from the first day of abstinence to the first minute of abstinence.

Before the crack was about to open, Caris and a group of gods had discussed that whenever the crack opened, the Black Dragon King would definitely choose some of the gods to challenge.

What Caris didn't expect was that he would be the first existence to be challenged by the other party.

"I haven't found the white dragon who killed my protector yet, but I'm facing you, the crazy black dragon."

Caris said with an unhappy face, pulling out the big knife in his arms. He knew that this battle was inevitable, and he might not even be able to win the Black Dragon King in his current state.

"White dragon? That won't do. All the white dragons in this world belong to me. Don't take away someone's love."

The Black Dragon King said with a crazy smile, spreading his hands with an arrogant look, as if he didn't take the duel seriously at all.

Obviously, his opponent was a god who was above all mortal creatures, but he didn't feel nervous at all, as if he knew the outcome of the battle early on.

"The God of Sword should hold a sword, right? What's the meaning of your big knife?"

The Black Dragon King's eyes fell on Caris's knife. He came here to experience the power of the God of Sword, but he didn't expect that he would be cut by the God of Sword's knife.

"You are a little lizard whose realm is not high enough. You don't understand the principle that all martial arts in the world are unified. You who only know how to use physical violence will not understand how meaningful it is to hone your skills from various angles."

After saying this, Caris swung his sword, and in the eyes of the believers who had already escaped, a blade suddenly appeared in the sky behind them, and fell down as if it had cut off the entire space.