The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　The sleeves of the humanoid monster were ignited by the holy light, and flames shot out backward.

　Its movements were clearly distorted for a moment, and it immediately retreated rapidly.

　After the sleeves burned away, a jet-black arm covered in fine scales was revealed.

　"Are they snake scales or lizard scales?"

　Dark's eyes flickered, but he remained silent.

　But Leomon roared, "Beast King Fist!"

　The Beast King Fist, which followed the sword strike, shattered large sections of the humanoid demon's clothing, revealing part of its body hidden beneath its black attire.

　Seeing that its identity was about to be exposed, the humanoid demon stomped its foot, and its entire body was covered with a layer of black flame armor.

　However, this dark-attribute armor only makes it more vulnerable to attack, and the holy light emanating from the "Holy Sword" has already affected its movements.

　"In that case..."

　The humanoid monster murmured, and the golden triangle in its dark eyes suddenly reversed. Its flame armor shrank to an extremely thin layer, clinging tightly to its body.

　Suddenly, a cracking sound came from his arms, and his originally slender arms swelled up as if inflated, completely changing the way he wielded the broadsword.

　It no longer focuses on technique, but instead on wide, sweeping strokes that are more in harmony with the broadsword. Each swing releases a towering wave of energy, shattering the stone slabs on the ground layer by layer.

　The lion beast was subdued in the blink of an eye.

　The atmosphere on the battlefield became suffocating for a moment.

　……

　But the lion was not frightened by this; its eyes held a hint of madness, but its heart remained unusually calm.

　Such moves cannot last. Once the humanoid monster's ultimate attack reaches its limit, that's when it will close in.

　It tried its best to avoid the wind of the blades, maintain its integrity, and maneuver around the humanoid monster.

　It has almost no experience in fighting one-on-one with a person.

　This is a very rare opportunity.

　Only by constantly honing oneself in battle can one become strong enough to uphold justice.

　Two minutes later.

　The humanoid monster's attack suddenly weakened. Almost the instant the lion beast noticed this, it stomped on the stone slab beneath its feet and charged forward like lightning. The "Holy Sword" in its hand burst forth with holy white light, extending its blade to three or four meters in length.

　He held the sword upright, turned sideways to deliver the next slash, and then the longsword approached and suddenly slashed horizontally!

　"puff!"

　The humanoid monster's right arm, which was holding a knife, was severed on the spot.

　Without hesitation, it followed up with the second sword, slashing upwards from the left side and cleaving open the humanoid monster's abdomen. Finally, it spun around and delivered a fatal decapitation with the third sword!

　Ultimate move – "Triple Slash"!

　……

　The humanoid monster's head was severed from its body, the light in its eyes quickly dimmed, and the golden triangle disappeared as well.

　However, no blood flowed from the wounds on its arms, abdomen, and neck.

　The lion knelt down, panting heavily.

　It has done its best.

　……

　Dark then emerged from the passageway. He didn't say much, but went directly to the corpse of the humanoid monster, looked down at the wounds, and pondered.

　These three wounds penetrated deep into the body, yet no internal structures were visible.

　It has no muscles, no blood vessels, and no bones.

　Its entire body seemed to consist only of a skin covered in snake scales and a pitch-black substance filling its interior.

　He wanted to take a closer look, but the humanoid monster's corpse suddenly shriveled up, leaving only a pool of foul-smelling black water on the ground.

　……

　With a hint of inexplicable confusion, Dark suddenly looked up, only to hear some sounds coming from the passageway on the other side of the platform.

　"alert!"

　He immediately drew a magic card and silently chanted a normal summoning spell.

　"Dream Demon" reappeared beside it.

　The Dream Demon hadn't consumed much energy to begin with, and it was still full of vitality when it appeared.

　Dak took another improved "Paradise III? Moon" in his hand, strode up to the high platform, and stared down at the entrance.

　Behind him, Gatomon unceremoniously extended its hand to Leomon.

　Leo smiled helplessly and tossed the "single sword sheath" to it.

　Gatomon smirked and tossed the "Dragon Fang Sword" to it for protection.

　The exchange was completed.

　Gatomon stepped onto the platform and walked to Dark's side.

　Little Devimon flew down from the sky and landed on Dark's shoulder.

　Shortly afterward, hurried footsteps suddenly echoed through the passage, and a rat-like monster darted out, squeaking shrilly at the figure on the platform.

　But in the next instant, its whole body stiffened, and a human-like expression of astonishment appeared on its face.

　I reckon it's because it saw that the person on stage wasn't that humanoid monster, but a human student?

　Moreover, this human student gave it a slightly familiar feeling.

　When was it that I first saw him?

　After a brief hesitation, the footsteps following closely behind gradually drew closer.

　The rat monster let out a sharp scream and fled in panic to the shadows in the corner of the wall. It then burrowed into the shadows, leaving only half of its rear end exposed, trembling with fear.

　There are always people who ignore the rat's warnings, embarrassing the rat.

　The second set of footsteps that came from inside the passage was both steady and aggressive.

　A piercing, shrill sound, as if metal were being ripped apart, accompanied the entire time.

　……

　Dark glanced at the rat monster's rear end and its rapidly twitching tail, and a guess formed in his mind.

　"The aura of the Holy Sword."

　Gatomon gripped the hilt of the "Holy Sword" tightly, its expression gradually becoming serious.

　The aura emanating from the passage was undoubtedly that of the "Holy Sword".

　Someone is coming with a "holy sword" in hand!

　It wasn't placed in a treasure chest, nor was it hung on the wall as an ornament.

　That "holy sword" already has an owner!

　"The worst possible outcome."

　After understanding what Gatomon meant, Dark couldn't help but mutter to himself.

　The humanoid monster wielding the broadsword just now was indeed not a level BOSS, so it was most likely just an elite monster.

　The one emerging from the passage now is most likely the level boss who has mastered the "Holy Sword".

　So, beyond that passage should be the final room where the level boss is located!

　"No, if it's just one, it's not the worst outcome."

　Dark took a deep breath and immediately recited a normal summoning spell, activating "Elysium III: Moon" in his hand.

　Bathed in the soft pink moonlight, the little dream demon squinted its eyes as if enjoying a refreshing rain.

　Then its body began to grow and take shape, evolving into a five-star magical spirit - "Dreammonia"!

　"Expand the 'Nightmare Space'!"

　Dak gave the order in advance without any hesitation.

　"Yao Mi—"

　The dream demon immediately responded loudly, its ribbons fluttering without wind, and the three jewels on its chest emitting a red glow.

　In an instant, an extremely thick purple smoke erupted from beneath him, spreading rapidly outwards from the front.

　In the blink of an eye, thick purple smoke had filled the entire area from the high platform to that passage.

　The entire space was thus slightly distorted.

　Inside the passage, the demon who wielded the "Holy Sword" stepped into the purple smoke as it exited the passage.

　It frowned, and blood energy appeared on its soles, clinging to its legs like boots.

　But this purple smoke was not the poisonous fog it had imagined, so this measure would be of no use.

　A sense of stagnation, as if it were trapped in a quagmire, caused the madness suppressed beneath its flat surface to surge forth once more.

　It instantly drew its sword, and the terrifying crimson sword light sliced ​​through the mist in an instant, splitting the wall to its right.

　The tip of the rat monster's tail melted instantly in the sword light. It let out a sharp scream and disappeared completely into the shadows.

　……

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Chapter 589 [Seeking Monthly Tickets] The Rondo of Angels and Swords (10k)

　Although the "Holy Sword" is the iconic weapon of the "Hero," it is not only the "Hero" who can wield it in this world.

　There are some people who, although they cannot obtain the "hero bloodline" by relying on the "Holy Sword", can still fully unleash the power contained within the "Holy Sword".

　They can be "Sword Saints" who possess the power to control ten thousand swords, or "Gods of War" who control all weapons.

　And "Orc Sword Saint" Groot Dulles is a true "Sword Saint"!

　It was extremely famous a century ago, and in order to hone its sword skills, it challenged sword masters of various races and was almost undefeated.

　Later, having mastered his skills, Groot found a "holy sword" hidden in ancient ruins during an adventure and gained the sword's approval.

　From then on, the name "Orc Sword Saint" Groot Dulles could no longer be suppressed, and soon he became famous throughout the entire continent.

　However, excessive rigidity leads to breakage.

　No one could have imagined that Groot's rise to fame would be followed by his downfall.

　He participated in the war against the demons for the first time as the "Sword Saint," and was killed by concentrated fire.

　……

　After Groot Dulles casually swung his sword, he paid no further attention to the small, weak rat.

　Even though it is now just a shell called "Groot Dulles," it is still a "Sword Saint," and its arrogance as a "Sword Saint" is still evident in its bones.

　It has never been interested in the weak.

　The reason they chased after them was simply because they sensed the presence of a "stronger" in this direction!

　It thirsts for blood, craves battle, and yearns for clashes and slaughter between the strong!

　Therefore, after swinging its sword, it immediately turned its gaze to the central platform, staring intently at Gatomon, who was holding the "Holy Sword"!

　"Draw your sword!"

　Even though the feeling of stiffness in his legs persisted, the orc swordsman could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart.

　It held the "holy sword" in its hand horizontally, pointing it directly at the high platform, and let out a deep beastly roar!