"Heh!"
Saint of Formation watched Ethan swing the sword in his hand with a smile.
The look on his face seemed to say...
'Let's see how you die in a moment, brat.'
Because, not every formation line had the same rebound strength.
The thicker the formation line, the stronger the rebound.
It was just like a bowstring.
The thicker the string, the stronger its recoil would be.
Just now, when Saint of Formation had demonstrated it for his bargain disciple, he had deliberately chosen a formation line that was already on the verge of breaking.
Although the remaining formation lines all looked about the same, their rebound strength differed tremendously.
"Moon-Slaying Style!"
Ethan didn't waste any words. He unleashed the move cleanly and decisively.
A sharp sword aura shot out from the tip of his sword.
But the next second, the sword aura disappeared. After about the time of a blink, it reappeared a hundred meters away.
It was even stranger than the Strange Sword Style.
Snap!
A quiet snapping sound rang out.
It sounded like a rubber band stretched too tight before breaking.
"Hm?"
Saint of Formation was instantly stunned.
The kid had cut through a formation line with a single strike.
'How did he do it?'
But just then...
Snap!
Snap! Snap!
Snap! Snap! Snap!
One formation line after another broke apart.
'This...'
'What kind of sword technique is this?'
'Could this really be the effect of a single strike?'
Saint of Formation was genuinely shocked by Ethan's sword technique.
In fact, at that instant, he had already realized, the impressive thing wasn't Ethan.
It was his Sword art.
"Phew!"
Ethan had already been prepared for the formation lines to rebound.
He had been ready to activate his Lord Domain and get as far away as possible. As for Saint of Formation, Ethan believed he could definitely handle it.
But he hadn't expected, that just as he was about to shout the words Activate Lord Domain, the formation lines broke.
And not just one of them.
'Heh! Heh!'
'Time to show off again!'
"Master, what do you think? My sword art isn't bad, is it?"
Ethan spoke while raising his eyebrows smugly.
Saint of Formation merely sneered.
"Try doing it without that move. I have a hundred thousand ways to cut formation lines. Don't tell me that's the only trick you know."
"That's right. It really is the only one I know."
Ethan knew how prideful Saint of Formation was. There was no chance of getting him to praise anyone.
But, maybe he could use this opportunity to get Saint of Formation to help.
"Master, you're incredible! Why don't you show me another one?"
"What? You don't believe me?"
Saint of Formation raised an eyebrow at Ethan.
Ethan waved his hands repeatedly, "How would I dare? I absolutely believe you have a hundred and eight thousand ways to deal with these formation lines. I just want to broaden my horizons by watching you."
"You think I don't know what you're up to?", Saint of Formation rolled his eyes at him,."Stop trying to make a monkey out of me."
Snap!
Just as Ethan was trying to make use of Saint of Formation, and Saint of Formation refused to put on a show for him, a thunderous snapping sound suddenly rang out beside them.
Ethan hurriedly looked toward the Gray Mine.
He saw, that the remaining formation lines could no longer support such a massive space.
It was like the ropes on a ship's anchor. If many strands were twisted together, they could hold a huge ship in place. But once strand after strand snapped, the remaining ropes eventually no longer had enough strength to restrain the ship.
The moment that happened, the ship would simply pull the rest of the ropes apart.
Then, the Gray Mine flickered a few times before Ethan's eyes and disappeared completely.
In its place was a forest.
It was the very forest where Ethan had first discovered the killer bees, the forest that had vanished.
So, it had never actually disappeared.
It had merely been overlapped by the newly arrived Gray Mine space, making it invisible to people outside.
But the creatures inside the forest had continued living just fine. Without any disturbance from humans, the place had actually become even more peaceful.
At that moment, several catfolk were sitting at the edge of the forest.
They looked somewhat like Daji, except they weren't as beautiful and appeared much fiercer.
The instant Ethan saw them, it also meant they could see him.
After staring at Ethan for three seconds, the catfolk immediately scattered in fright.
The floodwaters that had spread into District A7 also rapidly flowed back into the forest.
Splash!
The water level quickly dropped.
Seeing that the flood disaster had finally been resolved, Ethan let out a long sigh of relief.
Saint of Formation looked at him and said, "Alright. I've fulfilled my promise to you."
"Then... thank you, Master?"
Ethan looked at Saint of Formation in confusion.
Given Saint of Formation's prideful personality, he shouldn't have been saying this much to him. Shouldn't he have returned to the chessboard the moment the task was complete?
Why did it sound like there was something left unsaid?
"What my lord means," said the fortune teller, who had been treated like he wasn't there the whole time, "is whether there's anything else you'd like to ask him."
"For example, you could ask my lord whether your sword art has already been optimized, or if there's still room for improvement."
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