Chapter 2: Godwin's Downfall

  "Monster." Goodwin couldn't help but curse again.

  As they spoke, the hand holding the sword slightly drew back, opening up a third offensive stance. However, this time, Godwin did not immediately charge forward like before, but instead chose to be cautious, apparently having sensed something unusual about his opponent after their previous two exchanges.

  "Young master, why did you suddenly stop?" asked Bastet curiously after a moment.

  "That guy, I'm afraid he's not as simple as he looks on the surface." Raymond took a slow breath: "What's his background?"

  As the two men spoke, the two women beside them stared unblinkingly at Gru, who was locked in a standoff with Goodwin. The girl's eyes were filled with hatred, while Lona's gaze was fixed on the front, her hand involuntarily grasping the hilt of her sword, her five fingers trembling slightly due to excessive force.

  At this moment, Godwin finally launched his third attack. Without the loud shout of the first two times, the old man swung his sword up, his eyes were firm and determined, it was clear that this time he used all his strength, with a momentum of going all out.

  Facing the thunderous momentum of Goodwin, Gru, who had been expressionless all along, seemed to sense something, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and the giant sword that had been hanging low was raised abruptly, taking the initiative for the first time.

  The two parties suddenly entwined together, Gru's long sword slashed down, and Godwin didn't dodge or evade, and actually chose to harden the impact!

  Two swords clashed, and a deafening crash was heard. Godwin parried the giant sword that came with overwhelming force, his whole body involuntarily shrinking downwards. A cloud of dust floated up from under his feet, showing just how heavy Gru's swordsmanship was.

  Goodwin grunted, his hair and beard fluttering, the muscles in his sword-holding arms bulging as he strained against the downward pressure of the giant sword. The two blades scraped against each other, producing a teeth-grinding screech.

  But how could he be a match for Gru in terms of strength? As the two men held each other, Goodwin's body kept shrinking downwards, and the blade of the heavy sword was pressed closer and closer to his face, looking like it would collapse at any moment.

  Goodwin's eyes flashed, and a massive impact burst out of his body. In the midst of the explosion, a violent gust of wind suddenly erupted from him, blowing outward in all directions. The surrounding area was immediately filled with swirling dust and sand, as if a whirlwind had been stirred up.

  At the same time, the blue heavy sword in Godwin's hand seemed to have been infused with some kind of power, and the sword body suddenly lit up, emitting a blue glow.

  Fighting spirit! Gudewin finally uses the top-level swordsman's unique skill.

  Guder's body was filled with a surge of energy, and with a fierce cry, he thrust his sword upwards, actually forcing Gruel's massive sword back. What was even more astonishing was that the heavy sword in his hand shone with a blue light, like a red-hot branding iron, and where it came into contact with the giant sword, the steel showed signs of melting.

  "Magic... sword?" Gulu's eyes showed a look of surprise.

  "Take this!" With a loud shout, Godwin's hand strengthened, his heavy sword slashing upwards with a mighty force, cutting through the giant sword as if it were hot knife through butter, splitting it in two.

  A loud crash, a giant sword slammed into the ground, the broken end of the sword was in a molten state. Being able to cut off such a large piece of steel with one blow, it's clear that the sword in Godwin's hand is no ordinary product, this is actually a rare magic sword.

  Magic sword, as the name suggests, is a weapon that stores magical power in the sword. Since most materials that can store magic are very fragile, many magical items are decorative and difficult to make into weapons that need to withstand frequent collisions and wear during battles. Therefore, there are very few existing magical weapons. Raymond's sword was modeled after Lovell's swordsman Kres, that famous magic sword "Iron Anvil".

  Obviously, Godwin's sword presents a cyan color, and it's not just for show. After infusing the sword with Dou Qi, it seems to emit an extraordinary high temperature that can easily melt steel, its power is truly astonishing.

  "Monster, die!" With a mighty roar, Godwin swung his massive sword, unleashing a brilliant blue trajectory that shot straight towards Gru.

  With the power of that previous blow, probably no one would doubt that he could cut Gru in two with a single sword.

  At this moment, the weapon in his hand was already destroyed, and both sides were at close range. Gulu couldn't even defend himself, let alone dodge. Was he going to die here?

  At the critical moment, a low growl came from Gru's throat, and he made an incredible move again, throwing away the broken sword in his hand and grabbing at Godwin's sword.

  Has he gone mad? Or is he confident that his physical body can withstand the power of a magic sword?

  On the other side, Raymond and others who were watching from the sidelines had their hearts in their mouths as they wondered what would happen next.

  In the blink of an eye, Gru's hand was about to meet Qingmang, but just as they were about to make contact, the steel armor covering his entire hand suddenly burst open, revealing a scarred and battered arm.

  At the same time, Gru's five fingers formed a claw and grasped Godwin's magic sword tightly.

  Hiss! Amidst a piercing sound, Gru's entire palm suddenly emitted a misty white smoke, and his arm burst forth with countless intersecting muscle lines. Upon closer inspection, they seemed to resemble the scales of some sort of animal...

  With all his might, he swung his sword, but Gru caught it with one hand. Godwin couldn't believe the scene before him. Raymond and others on the side were also stunned.

  Who would have thought that this swordsman named Gru's physical strength was so formidable?

  Is he really a monster?

  "Master, he... his hand is so frightening." The cat woman's night vision was the best, she saw that Gru's arm looked like a mutated one, stuttering.

  And beside her, a girl trembled and said to Lona: "Lona, that guy..."

  Lona didn't respond, her eyes fixed intently on the scene before her, her right hand involuntarily tightening its grip on the hilt of her sword.

  At this moment, Godwin's heart was shocked and desperate, no less than Raymond and others. He was very clear about the power of his sword after infusing his energy, and yet the person in front of him could grab it with his bare hands. Was his body even harder than steel?

  And those scales on his arm didn't look like they belonged to a human either.

  Seizing the Qing sword, Ge Lu slowly raised his head and looked at Gu De Wen. The moment their eyes met, Gu De Wen was shocked to see that in the other's eye sockets were a pair of large, round, yellow eyeballs with vertical pupils, just like...just like the eyes of some kind of reptile.

  "What exactly are you..."

  Before his words had fallen, Gru grasped the hilt of the sword with five fingers and suddenly pulled it towards himself. At the same time, he swung his fist at Godwin.

  Goodwin grasped his sword, and was involuntarily pulled forward two steps. At the same time, a whirring sound of wind came from beside his ear, and Gru's fist had already arrived in front of him. With his strength, if he were hit by this iron-gauntleted fist, he would probably suffer a fate of shattered bones and flesh immediately.

  Goodwin could only throw away his sword and dodge. However, this magic sword was as precious to him as his life, if he let go, he would probably be taken by Gru, how could he bear it?

  At this moment of hesitation, Gru's fist had already arrived. At the critical moment of life and death, Godwin gritted his teeth, let go of his sword and retreated backwards.

  However, it was too late. Gru's fist swept past his side, and Godwin was grazed by the fierce punch wind, and a cracking sound of broken bones was heard. He immediately flew up and was thrown out.

  After falling to the ground, Goodwin immediately rolled over and got up. He covered his right shoulder with his left hand, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly due to severe pain, apparently the entire scapula had been pulverized.

  Kicking away Goodwin, Gru lightly tossed the sword in his hand, changing to hold it by the blade and hilt. At the same time, the scales on his arm disappeared, returning to normal. Afterwards, he held the Qing Sword horizontally before his eyes, carefully observing it.

  Although the giant sword was destroyed, getting a powerful magical weapon is not a loss. However, there was no joy in Gru's eyes, he looked at the sword in his hand as if it were a worthless stone.

  Gulu swung the sword a few times with his hand, and a sharp whistling sound came from the air, but without the injection of Dou Qi, this sword did not flash any light again.

  At this time, Godwin saw the fragments of the shattered arm armor, and when his eyes fell on the runes inside the armor, he suddenly seemed to understand something.

  "Could it be... that this heavy armor isn't for protection, but to restrict one's power?" He trembled with incredulity and exclaimed: "Good heavens, what kind of guy are you..."