Endless Horde: Through the Eyes of a Godking

Chapter 485 All Severing Sword Art

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Aside from increasing his mastery over the Cosmic Furnace Spell, Cedric also honed his combat capabilities, especially his sword arts.

Cultivation base was one thing; fighting prowess is another, yet they can't be without the other. They're two sides of the same coin and are equally as important to anybody.

Cedric has long mastered the fundamentals of the sword. He'd even go as far as to say that he's one of the very few people who truly understood how to wield a sword.

Even though he was mostly working on other things, he has never neglected his sword. He was constantly polishing his edge whenever he could. And even though he already knew the fundamentals of the sword by heart and soul at this point, he still makes an effort to perform each move with deliberate intent, not just breezing through it like others.

Where most would find it repetitive and boring, Cedric persisted and saw it 'til the end. He didn't care; even though it was mundane and simple, he never cared about those flashy stuff or achieving some explosive results with each swing.

Instead, he put his heart into each swing of his sword. Cedric had many thought chambers that usually created a nasty noise pollution in his mind, helpful in analyzing things and making decisions, but when he held a sword, all of them were silenced, focused into a single point, which was his sword.

His dedication allowed him to comprehend deeper insights about the Sword Law. And amongst many concept laws he had been studying, Sword Law was one of the very few he had taken to an entirely different level.

And it is because of this dedication that the results other Sword Masters were chasing after their entire lives come to him seemingly naturally.

Cedric's sword was sharp. It can slash through the fabric of reality itself if he wanted it to. He could use it to cut through all lies and fallacies; he could sever malice at its roots, cut through enmity, and even conceptual materials altogether.

If people were to learn of his actual skills, they'd probably be shocked and surprised. Cedric himself didn't know just how much of a big deal it is, so he'd probably be surprised to know that, through his sword skills alone, he could contend with any Holy Son or Holy Maiden of any race and still have the capital to win. And yes, that includes people from 'The Six.'.

But Cedric never yearned for that level of competition. True to his human nature, he's just following the natural progression of his skills because it is in his nature to seek progress.

Don't be mistaken; Cedric had no qualms about striking anybody who's intent on crossing him, especially his bottom line. But he's not one to start conflict for no apparent reason.

Cedric has never been a war freak. But he's not afraid of it either.

Moving on...

Cedric promised himself that he would start creating his own Sword Art at some point in his life. He never set a time limit for himself because he knows that he still has a long way to go before he completely understands the Sword Law. It would take even longer for him to integrate everything he learned and turn it into a skill or a Sword Art.

But due to his diligence, he managed to build a frame of what his sword art would look like.

And just as he preferred, the outline for Cedric's Sword Art was simple too. Sure, it 'can' be complicated, but the gist was really that simple.

He decided to call it the 'All Severing Sword Art,' and he intends to honor the name.

OooouuUuuuuU!!!

Cedric paused in his steps, dumbstruck; he found himself slowly turning to the black water tank where the Squaler was kept. He saw and heard it thrashing inside, looking as if it was in agonizing pain as it writhed all over the place.

Cedric wore a strange expression beneath his visor as he listened to it...

"That's why we called you." Chief Blackwood, accompanied by his apprentice, Willow, and their other colleagues and the strangers, told him once they were close enough.

"It hasn't made much noise since you scared it off. It started tame; yesterday, it was whining every now and then. We initially thought that it was bouncing back and beginning to swim around listlessly like before. But... as you can see..."

OouuuuUuuuoooo!!

"Yeah, it's been like that since this morning, and it hasn't stopped." Chief Blackwood sounded exhausted. "We know it's in pain and that it wants something to happen. But honestly, even I am coming up with blanks. Its words are all over the place."

Blackwood observed Cedric's body language for a bit. And just from that, he could tell that this kid already knows what's happening.

"Care to tell us what it's saying? Maybe that'll help us with our next course of action."

OOOOuuuuOooooooUuu!

Cedric took a deep breath and focused.

"It wants to get out of this place."

OoouuuUuooo!

"Its home, the Abyssal Death Valley, was calling for it."

Raaagghhh!!

"It's home needs their king. Because only the king could go on a pilgrimage to pay respects to the queen."

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"..."

"...so? It's horny?"