Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4217

Zen's current state had the Snake Spirit King confused as well.

His opponent had shifted from Zen to this sword, and as the sword dragged Zen to fight him, Zen clearly had become a burden to the sword.

This was good news for him as it meant that Zen was totally unable to fight back.

Even so, this irregular heavy sword was so sharp and fast that it was capable of keeping up with him and breaking his fierce attacks.

After all this time, he still could not defeat it. The Snake Spirit King was now growing impatient.

Seeing Zen's body turn black brought a grim expression to his face.

If a single sword was so difficult to deal with, how much more troublesome would Zen and the sword together be?

With this in mind, he launched another onslaught of fierce attacks!

Over ten thousand strikes were launched from his two black blades in a matter of only a few seconds!

To everyone else, the Snake Spirit King did not exist, nor were the black blades or the irregular heavy sword visible. Even Zen's hand clutching the sword could only be seen very faintly.

The clanging of the black blades and the heavy sword rang over ten thousand times, louder and harsher than before. It sounded as if someone was grinding a sword on marble.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."

Fortunately, the warriors present were all at the Eternal Realm or above. If they had been any weaker, hearing such sounds would have probably driven them insane.

The irregular heavy sword finally buckled under the immense pressure of the attacks and could no longer hold off all the Snake Spirit King's strikes.

Swoosh...

It failed to block one of the ten thousand slashes that came at Zen

and a black blade slammed ruthlessly into his heavy black armor.

"Crack!"

A thin crack surfaced across the armor over Zen's waist. It extended through the inner layer, allowing the blade to cut all the way through to his back!

"Zen was hit!"

"That sword... can it not withstand the attacks anymore?"

"Zen seems to have fallen into some sort of trance and can't wake up..."

"Waking up would be useless. He couldn't avoid the blade anyway!"

Those on the alter discussed their thoughts with one another, with the human spirits of the Black House, the Joy House and the Broad House the most nervous among them.

They had not expected a human to be the one to decide the final result. As human spirits, they did all they could, which was only to watch from the sideline.

Suddenly, the Snake Spirit King slashed out ten thousand more strikes with the blades.

Maintaining constant caution and defending non-stop was impossible and more like a death sentence than anything else. Inevitably, the irregular heavy sword missed two of the ten thousand strikes!

"Crack! Crack!"

This time, Zen's right shoulder was struck and hurt.

The wound was a foot and a half long, almost splitting Zen's body in two.

Any other Eternal Realm warrior would have been sliced by such a strike. Fortunately, the ancestry-level bloodline had strengthened Zen's body greatly and so he felt close to no pain.

"Buzz..."

The ancestry-level bloodline began moving.

Green energy gushed out of the wound, madly repairing it as fast as it could.

Such a great amount of life energy contained powerful repairing ability, enough to almost bring a dead person back to life. However, Zen's body was so strong and sturdy that it would take a lot more than usual. This made his recovery speed much slower.

Three seconds later...

The Snake Spirit King launched another ten thousand strikes!

The heavy irregular sword was able to resist nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight of them, letting two through.

"Crack! Crack!"

They struck Zen square in the chest, breaking through the black armor, slicing his ribs and piercing into his heart.

The next round of the assault

unleashed ten thousand strikes once more.