Pirate King Chaldea

clang……

The long sword collided with the katana, and a brilliant spark burst out in the dark night.

Babylon felt her right hand holding the sword numb, and powerful force penetrated her wrist, and her body couldn't help but step back a few steps.

He has just finished training and now has little physical strength left.

Therefore, facing this sudden enemy, it seemed extremely difficult.

Fortunately, he has undergone special training in Chaldeans during this period, and his ability to sense ‘sound’, whether it’s swordsmanship, physical skills, or ‘sound’, has been greatly improved.

Although the strength is not what it used to be, it is in the trough of physical strength after all.

Although the man holding the samurai sword did not back down, he was shocked in his heart.

He could feel that the power flowing in from that long sword was so powerful.

And what surprised him even more was that a blind man could sense himself hiding in the dark from such a distance, and the sword just now could accurately block his own fatal blow.

It's really incredible.

After taking a few steps, Babylon let out a long sigh of relief. He felt that this was the greatest danger he might face so far.

Although I don't know the identity of this enemy, the killing intent radiated from the enemy is almost undisguised.

"Who are you?"

At last, Babylon spoke, with a cold tone, but he looked unusually calm.

"People only know that Chaldean's brother is blind, but they don't know that you are a good swordsman."

The man didn't answer directly, but said with a proud and arrogant smile.

Obviously, the scene of Babylon's training was seen by him.

"Now you know." Babylon sneered, and clenched [The Arabian Nights] again.

"No one will know from now on."

The man chuckled, and the samurai sword in his hand was raised high and slashed towards Chaldea.

The speed is very fast, the swordsmanship is very fierce, and he arrived in front of Babylon in an instant.

The sound of the samurai sword passing through the air turned into a rapid wave and reached Babylon's ears.

The Babylonian long sword was picked up, and the moment the blade touched the blade, he moved sideways, and at the same time, the whole body exerted force, and the power of the wrist penetrated into the sword, and it twitched fiercely.

The long sword flicked a cold light and was about to pass through the man's throat.

"What... changed tricks!"

The man was shocked again, and the katana was in a vertical position.

boom!

A strong impact sounded, and the man was shaken back for half a step.

The metal sound was extremely harsh in the courtyard of the night. Because of the darkness, the man's vision was blocked and his strength could not be fully displayed.

For Babylon, the night is his best protector.

The Babylonian long sword is like a black snake, with a straight thorn, and the sharp point of the sword forms a straight line.

"Three stacks of thorns!"

The man sneered while stunned. Although he saw the Babylonian long sword stab into a phantom line, and vaguely split into three stabs, he was not worried about hitting himself.

"Idiot little blind man, I can see through you."

The man snorted coldly, "Your sword is too slow."

Clang clang clang!

Three metal crashing sounds continued.

"Has been blocked?"

Babylon murmured, it seems that facing the enemy, his swordsmanship is even more flexible and changeable.

Training is just training. The target of training is dead, and the enemy is alive.

He felt that the enemy's swordsmanship was a bit fierce.

At this time, the sound of the samurai sword breaking through the air came again, so Babylon raised the sword and placed it in his chest, trying to block the fatal blow.

But what surprised Babylon was that it was just a silly blow. When the samurai sword was about to fall in front of him, it turned strangely and slashed across Babylon's right shoulder.

Snorted.

The sound of the samurai sword across the skin rang. The blood was not conspicuous in the night, but under the sparse moonlight, the reflected light of the blood and the white blade could still be seen.

"I'll just say, how can a blind man have such good swordsmanship."

"Training is just training, do you think I will be like those stones, let you hit it?"

The man sneered and said, the samurai sword in his hand was dripping blood slowly.

"I hate people calling me blind."

Babylon was silent for a moment, and finally said.

"Hahaha, blind, blind, blind."

The man laughed wildly, "Well, how do you calm your anger?"

"To tell you the truth, I am not angry."

"why?"

"From the day I was blind, I have been with the darkness. Over the years, I have become accustomed to the darkness, and I also understand that darkness can bring me peace of mind."

"Although sometimes depression is inevitable."

"What are you talking about, blind man."

The man obviously did not understand Babylon.

"You don't understand."

Babylon whispered, and began to concentrate on all the ‘voices’ of the man.

Gradually, an image of a young man appeared in his mind.

He has short hair and scars on his face, and the katana is engraved with the pattern of the Kingdom of Dice.

"You are...Coffey's subordinate."

Babylon spoke again.

"You... how did you know?"

The man said in surprise.

He is Kofi's guard, a young swordsman with good sword skills, named Buck.

Babylon didn't answer, but Buck's image became clearer and clearer under the induction of "Voice".

At this moment, in the darkness of Babylon, he felt that the entire courtyard had been incorporated into his own consciousness ‘sound’, and every corner could be clearly distinguished.

"You didn't come to kill me, did you?"

Babylon said again.

Hearing Babylon's words, Buck snorted coldly: "I only blame you for your bad luck. I originally came to kill Chaldea, but I didn't find him, but I ran into you."

"Hehe, you should be glad you didn't meet your brother."

Babylon smiled for an unprecedented time, and then said indifferently, "But, unfortunately, I met me."

"I will solve you first, and I will go to Chaldea."

Buck snorted coldly, and the blood-stained samurai sword struck a cold light in the night and slashed towards Babylon.

Babylon has been able to clearly sense the path of Buck's katana, and can distinguish the opponent's changing sword moves, so he raised his long sword to block it.

Clang clang...

The two weapons kept colliding, and fierce sparks gleamed in the dark night.

"How is it possible, why did this kid suddenly change?"

Buck thought with surprise. He originally thought that Babylon was already at the end of the battle, but suddenly became more comfortable.

"Become my first dead soul under the sword."

The deep voice merged into the night, and the long sword in Babylon's hand leaped up, shaking suddenly at the moment when Buck's katana stabbed.

[Arabian Nights] The black iron sheet wrapped on the upper surface was shaken by his huge power, revealing a sharp blade.

"Sure enough, it's much easier."

Babylon's voice sounded, and the long sword pierced into a straight line of phantom.

"Three stacks of thorns!"

"The same moves didn't do me...puffpuffpuff!"

Before Buck's words were finished, Babylon's long sword stabbed him three times in succession.

Every time, it pierced through the chest, drawing a large amount of blood.

"How can it be……"

Buck said incredulously, looking at the three holes in his chest that were pierced by the long sword, slowly falling down.

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