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In West Lucozia, only a few could match Elijah’s strength. If Elijah hadn’t seized the
military insignia last night, Julius wouldn’t have been able to advance his forces.
Ultimately, the outcome depended on Elijah’s choices.
“Your Highness, the wiser man adapts to circumstances. Grand General Rhys is more
suited to be the Prince of West Lucozia than you. Is there a problem with me serving him?”
Elijah asked with a faint smile.
“I thought you were a loyal subject, but you turn out to be a vile person!” Austin accused.
“The victor becomes the king, and the loser is the enemy. Whether I’m loyal or vile
depends on the one who prevails. “Elijah shrugged.
“Even if we lose, I won’t let you off easy!” Austin declared. He reached out and effortlessly
retrieved the fallen long sword with a swift motion through the air, bringing it back into his
hand.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“You want to continue fighting?” Elijah shook his head, chuckling. “Even if you go all out,
it’s just a joke to me.”
“Whether it’s a joke or not, you’ll find out when I give my all!” Austin took a step forward,
ready to attack. Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky, blocking Austin. It was Dustin,
wearing a prosthetic mask.
“I’ll deal with him. You step back,” Dustin calmly said to Austin.
Austin glanced at Elijah, then at Dustin, and finally stepped back. If it came to a one-on-
one fight, Austin knew his brother’s strength was no less than Elijah’s.
“So, it’s you?” Elijah scrutinized Dustin, his face showing a hint of wariness. “I always felt
you were extraordinary and wanted to spar with you. Now, finally, I have the chance.”
“Marquis of Silvercrest, who is this guy?” Julius asked casually.
“A hidden expert in the castle. Draven and the rest were captured because of him,” Elijah
explained.
“Really? I never expected the castle to hide such a character.” Julius squinted, carefully
examining Dustin.
Julius felt it was strange. The face was entirely unfamiliar, yet there was this odd sense of
recognition as if he’d encountered it somewhere in the past.
“Elijah, you shouldn’t have betrayed us, “Dustin said, pulling out the Celestial Sword from
his back, his eyes sharp. “I hate traitors to the core. So today, you must die!”
“Die at your hands? Let’s see if you’re capable!” Elijah sneered.
“They say you’re the number one spear master in West Lucozia. Today, I’ll be learning
from you personally!” Dustin shot forward.
His entire body shot out like a cannonball, morphing into a blurred streak as he fiercely
lunged at Elijah.
“So fast!” Elijah’s eyes widened, wisely avoiding any underestimation of the situation.
In a swift motion, Elijah dual-wielded spears. He swirled in a frantic dance, conjuring a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmyriad of phantom spear shadows that saturated the air.
These elusive yet substantial illusions surged like an unyielding storm, overwhelming
Dustin from every conceivable angle.
“Insignificant skill!” Dustin didn’t dodge. His body suddenly turned and merged with his
sword into a white sword light, violently colliding with the storm of spear shadows.
With a series of explosions, wherever the white sword light passed, the spear shadows
exploded one after another, completely unable to resist.
Elijah himself was forced to step back continuously. Each step left a deep footprint on the
ground.
“Such powerful swordsmanship!”
While witnessing this scene, everyone’s faces turned pale in disbelief. Elijah was among
the top five in West Lucozia, and his spear skills were unparalleled and unstoppable.
Now, a young man was forcing him to retreat repeatedly, which was inconceivable.
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