Legendary Sword God Sect - Chapter 83

Nightin walked up to the Golden Crow with slow steady steps and stopped exactly three steps before him.

Bowing down to a ninety degrees angle, he thanked Golden Crow and told him “Thank you senior for assisting me when I was in dire straits, I was rash in making use of your hidden kindness.”

The Golden Crow broke out in laughter as he asked “Is this how you thank someone who saved your life and helped you to undergo a rebirth? Shouldn’t you at least kneel down on your knees and kowtow to me?”

Nightin understood that the Golden Crow was merely joking around with him, but he still told him seriously “I’ll only kneel to my parents in this world, it was them who brought me to life. The heavens and gods and even the laws of this world, they can claim my life, but they wouldn’t ever be able to make me kneel down to them. Never!”

In the past before Nightin received the system, many people mistreated him and in the many novels he has read, he knows that the moment you show your weakness to someone, you’ve messed up your whole future.

The Golden Crow felt goosebumps all over his body as he started to tell Nightin about his previous reaction and why he would help him by paying such a big price.

Back in the ancient era in one of the Overlord realms in this world, they were merely two youths who had the ambitions of cultivating to become stronger and seek eternity, they wanted to spend time together as they hang out with the roc.

They were two guys and one woman, the standard composition of a group who hangs out and as you can imagine, this lead to the classic love triangle which all love yet fears.

They felt blessed to be in love, but this led to rivalry between the two brothers as they fought over the Roc’s love.

This resulted in the first time they quarreled in the hundreds of years spent together facing enemies, they even ignored each other for thousands of years as the Roc got married to another of the same species, it was the first era in which the Roc respected the idea of dual leaders.

Both the Phoenix and Golden Crow had already forgotten about this trivial matter, but none of them were willing to lower their pride and apologise to the other, how could them, the leader of each species lower their head to the another bird.

There were times where they met each other as the representative of their species, both of them wanted to patch things out between one another, but they couldn’t find the opportunity to do so.

If they were to meet up in secret, there would always be little inconsequential duties which they have to take charge personally in the way, if they were to attempt so in public, they might be treated as a traitor and they would start the holy war and lead to the extinction of their species.

The thousands of years spent by like this made them suffer in anguish, what else could hurt more than this?

Was their brotherhood this weak? Definitely not, it was the polar opposite of it. They could understand each other’s thoughts, but the act of folly of theirs were clearly seen by others.

The two species had already treated each other as life long enemies, they would make use of any opportunity to crush down on the other race, they would even resort to underhanded means even if it means death by execution.

If it weren’t for the Phoenix and Golden Crow who always found some valid reason to prevent them for doing so, a war would have already broken out as the first battle between divine species ever begins.

Unlike other races where they engage in wars constantly and try to devour other races, the divine species avoided this approach as much as possible, battles which they begin would definitely harm the life force of a certain realm.

All these realms excluded the strongest Overlord realms, but starting a war was forbidden in the Overlord realm as it would definitely harm its roots and affect the lives of many innocent living beings.

One has to know that even a bush or weed in the Overlord realms would have the cultivation base of a Martial Spirit.

It was until that one fateful day where their messenger sent the same message to their respective leaders which caused the two races to reconcile with each other.

“Leader of the Phoenix, something happened to the Roc race!”

“Leader of the Golden Crow, something disastrous occured in the Roc race!”

Both Messengers brought unwanted news to both races as they made sure to deliver the news with the fastest efficiency.

The two leaders stood up abruptly from their throne as they remained in their human forms as they asked abruptly “What happened!”

The Phoenix had crimson red hair which was of a low end spiral curl as they flowed down back and forth like the peaceful wave, his eye pupils were of a crimson colour and they were just too attracting when he opens them, his sharp brows and perfect facial features definitely stands at the apex of the world.

The Golden Crow however was different from the gentleman like Phoenix, he had bulging muscles and had sharp eyes, his hair was short and spiky as they formed a nest like hair shape, but no one dared to say anything for he was always a maniac.

The Messengers said that their intelligence have reported the entry of one of the Eight Evils, Casper the assassin which everyone fears and the only human race of the Eight Evils.

At the Roc race currently, the male Roc was currently standing face to face against Casper as he asked “Just what do you want for your abrupt visit, I doubt that you’re that free to pay a visit out of the blue.”

Casper broke out in laughter as his face changed from a smile, to one filled with killing intent “Hand over the Firmament core and I will take my leave immediately.”

The male Roc was about to replied, but the female Roc interrupted in as she said coldly “If that’s your objective for coming here, you can take you leave already.”

Casper didn’t move, a dagger appeared in his hand as it changed into a scythe, the scythe was of the darkest shade of purple one can imagine, it had three sharp fangs which stood out and its handle was two metres long, each fang stood out with thirty centimetres in length with a scary arc which extends its attack range to the limit.

The calamity scythe, one of the seventeen divine weapons in the world which shouldn’t ever exist anymore, it was unknown how Casper got hold of it, but with the weapon in hand, it was clear that he came well prepared.

The Rocs might have divine treasures of their own as well, but they pale in comparison compared to the calamity which they were up against, one casual swing from it would suffice against them, there was a reason why it was the only forbidden of the seventeen true divine weapons.

The faces of the Rocs changed as they immediately start to shudder in fear from the feeling of death it brings, they were sure that it would be a easy task for Casper to take their lives, they could feel the hands of death on their neck right now, if it were to exert strength, hehe.

Before either of the two leaders could react, the Golden Crow and Phoenix arrived as they questioned in a voice, cold “Casper, what are you doing here?”

Casper closed his eyes as a aura of darkness started to surround his body, it enveloped him as his eyes turned a scary ref as he finally used the scythe.

Swinging it towards the Phoenix, Golden Crow and two Rocs, four sharp gales of blades pierced through the space and void, flashing towards them in an instant.

The Phoenix and Golden Crow both used their respective flames to summon a divine flame wall as they ignited all the feathers on their body.

The two rocs formed a earthen shield as it rose up from the ground.

Boom Boom

Boom Boom

Rumble

Rumble

The attacks caused all four of the divine birds to retreat backwards as the ground rumbled, it was actually collapsing before their eyes from the great destructive force brought about by the earthquakes and impact of the attacks.

No one knows what happened that day, but it’s rumored that while the two rocs survived, the Phoenix and Golden Crow vanished totally from the world.