Chapter 842: Azure Thunder Sword
A long silence followed. Then Glen let out a laugh, the kind that sent a chill down Max’s spine. "Afraid?" he echoed, eyes flashing with disdain. "Not in the slightest. I saw your entire fight just now. You’ve got a level 2 sword concept. Impressive for someone at your rank."
As he said this, Glen’s leisurely steps suddenly became sharper, more focused. In that instant, a brilliant glow began to wrap around his body like a divine aura. Max’s eyes narrowed further.
A level 2 sword concept.
The same level.
Max’s breath caught for a second. ’No wonder they call him Crazy Sword...’
He’d fought many strong opponents recently, and the further he climbed in the Legend Rank realm, the more he understood how enormous the gap was between each small level. Especially after the fifth level.
Glen was at the seventh level of Legend Rank—an entirely different league. Max knew that unless he unleashed everything—his four concepts, all of his trump cards—he wouldn’t stand a chance if he tried to hold back.
But Glen didn’t give him the time to think.
"Die," he said with a smile that dripped with certainty.
In the blink of an eye, his sword gleamed with terrifying brilliance, and an overwhelming sword light burst forth. The air itself seemed to freeze as the radiant sword energy condensed into a terrifying ten-foot-long blade of light, descending from the sky with a pressure that shook the mountain. The slash wasn’t just fast—it was absolute. Unstoppable.