He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 54: Master Ian! I want to learn swordplay!
A war that was so vigorous and had such a huge impact that it could even cause a once famous race in the Hundred Races Alliance to completely disappear if not handled with care.

It thus became a page in the book of honor of the Dawn Cult and was turned over with little fuss.

Ian didn't make a big deal about it.

After all, the Dawn Cult was very high-profile. If they had to hold a missionary conference even for a war that they should have won...

It was even broadcast three times a day, morning, noon and evening, and every once in a while, people would go out and brag about how amazing this war was.

The Dawn Cult’s prestige would be completely gone.

However, just because Ian didn't say anything doesn't mean that there won't be a more detailed or even more legendary version of the story circulating.

As I said, after returning to the city, there will be great scholars from the Winged Clan to debate for Shuguang.

From the second day after the Winged Clan arrived in the City of Dawn, people frequently came here to ask the Winged Clan to talk about how the great Pope won this impossible war.

Later, even old Matthew invited Uriel and others to give a speech at the Dawn Church.

Firstly, it is to publicize the power of the Dawn Religion and establish the will of the believers.

Secondly, this method allows the Winged Clan to integrate into Blackwater City as quickly as possible.

Three times...

He himself was also very curious about how twenty people could annihilate tens of thousands of powerful demons. He could never get enough of hearing this story no matter how many times he heard it.

And Ian slept soundly all day.

He was indeed very tired during this period.

The development of the Dawn Cult was personally managed by him. Every time he tried to do his own work, an unexpected incident would occur.

The day before going to support the Winged Tribe, Ian stayed up all night.

Lacia and the others were very happy that Ian fell asleep. After all, everyone could see clearly how hard Ian had been working recently.

It was a pity for Layal. He had no appetite and could not sleep the whole day. He was just thinking about what it meant to draw the sword.

……

The third day after the war.

The joy of victory still hovers over the sky of Blackwater City. The head of the Mind Flayer Commander hangs at the city gate, and countless believers still go to watch it every day.

There are also many tourists visiting the place where the bodies of the Mind Flayers are placed outside the city.

However, the situation in the city gradually returned to its previous rhythm.

The people of Dawn pray for the greatness of Dawn the first thing they do when they wake up every morning.

Afterwards, we went to the Dawn Church for morning reading, and then watched Lecia and the others ripen the crops.

Visit the newly built chicken farm and the magical cube chickens in the farm.

Old Matthew does have another job: to provide guidance to many Dawn believers.

The only difference is that recently there has been a group of new people with wings joining these activities.

early morning.

Uriel took the Winged Tribe's warriors to the Vatican Army base for combat training, and his wife took the Winged Tribe's elderly, weak, women and children to engage in construction.

Farmland reclamation, housing improvement...

From now on, they basically settled in Blackwater City.

This is the first time since the Fourth Anti-Demon War that someone is willing to accept the Winged Clan, and it is the kind and noble Dawn and the children of Dawn.

The Winged Clan cherishes this opportunity very much.

Lacia and the others were also carrying out the work that Ian had arranged before, the construction of Blackwater City.

With the joining of the Winged Clan and the Dawn of Invincibility established by the great victory.

Lecia and the others took the opportunity to urge the people of Blackwater City to tear down the previous buildings.

City walls, houses, streets...

With the help of the Winged Clan, they were all overthrown.

Prepare for the subsequent transformation of Blackwater City with MC world resources.

After finishing the morning reading, Haniya followed other believers to the gate of the city lord's mansion to fetch water, and then went to the farmland to collect today's food.

After devoutly praising the dawn like other believers, Haniya was distracted while eating the crops that ripened instantly.

"What are the Pope and the others doing... I guess they must be worrying about the future development of the Dawn Cult!"

……

"Hasai!"

Accompanied by an inspiring slogan, the sharp sword energy followed Ian's fleeting figure and swept past the armored zombie in front of him.

The next moment, Ian twisted his body in a way that completely violated the laws of human body and turned back quickly.

The white sheath in his hand, with traces of knife marks, bloomed on the armored zombie.

It was messy, rough, and illogical, but each strike was more brutal than the last.

For a moment, the zombie was even chopped into the sky.

At this moment, Ian's eyes focused, and he quickly put the knife back into the sheath, grabbed the handle with his right hand, and bent his body slightly.

In his eyes, he saw the zombies slowly descending from the sky, the shocked expressions on Rashia and the others' faces, and the wind blowing across the lake...

Everything in the world slowed down at this moment.

Ian entered bullet time.

When the zombie was about to fall to the ground, under Layal's shocked gaze, Ian once again displayed the sword that killed the Mind Flayer commander in an instant.

He stepped out, and his figure instantly merged into the wind, with only the sharp sword energy passing by.

Zheng!
When everyone's attention shifted from the sharp knife, it refocused on Ian.

The zombies behind him also exploded, leaving a trail of material on the ground.

Ian didn't even turn his head and slowly sheathed the knife.

He spoke slowly, his tone filled with the lonely sigh of a master.

"Just follow the wind and keep an eye on what's behind you..."

Snapped!
The sword was sheathed, and Ian turned around and stood with his hands behind his back, facing the sun, gazing at everyone proudly.

"This sword is called the Sprint Iai!"

Markov slammed the table and stood up, his cheeks flushed with excitement.

He raised his hand, extended his fist, and gave a thumbs-up. "Master Ian! That's awesome!"

……

In Haniya's heart, she is working hard for the future of the Dawn Religion; and for the great Pope who is carrying the heavy burden for the believers of the Dawn Religion.

After waking up from a long day of sleeping in.

The first thing he did was to choose to take Layal and the others into the MC world, and show off with his sword.

so……

The essence of the Dawn Cult is to show off!
"This is the drawn sword."

Ian walked back with a smile, handed the white sheath to the eager-looking Layal, and whispered:

"This is a mod for the MC world."

"The so-called sword drawing is actually an ultimate killing sword technique."

"Draw the sword with the force of thunder. The moment you draw the sword is the moment of life and death."

"But the sword-drawing module is even more magical."

Ian pointed to the white sheath in Lyal's hand.

"This sword is called the White Sheath. It's not a very powerful sword, and it doesn't even have its own SA skills. However, it does have basic swordsmanship abilities."

"For example, the Sprint Iai technique I just used."

Ian took out another puppet and handed it to Lecia.

"It's still difficult for you to understand the details of the sword."

"So, I only ask that you learn how to use it. Drawing the sword will greatly enhance your strength and combat skills."

After saying that, Ian asked the others to step back and took the white scabbard from Layal's hand.

"I've said before that the Batou Sword is incredibly magical. Even someone like me who knows nothing about swordsmanship can instantly become a swordsmanship master just by holding the Batou Sword."

"However, words are not enough, what follows..."

Ian paused, then said firmly:
"Leal, use all your strength to fight Lecia! Lecia, empty your mind, don't think too much, let this puppet lead your body."

"Yes!"

The two nodded decisively.

He won't die from one blow. He has the powerful ability to recover from injuries like in the MC world. As long as his head isn't cut off, it won't be a big problem.

In full view of the crowd, the two stood on opposite sides.

Layar held the diamond-enchanted sword in his hand, and the fierce aura around him spread out layer by layer.

"Foster father has become stronger again..."

Markov muttered softly.

Ian stood confidently with his hands behind his back and said calmly:

"With one sword, Leshia will not lose!"

"But……"

"No buts, just watch."

Ian raised his hand to interrupt Markoff.

On one side is Layer, who has tremendous momentum and pure sword intent.

On the other side, there was the weak-looking Lacia, who wasn't even proficient in wielding a sword.

When the two sides confronted each other, just looking at their momentum, there was a huge difference between them.

But when Ian blurted out "start".

Furenee and the others were surprised to find that, just like Ian before, Lecia's figure had melted into the wind...

Zheng!
The sound of swords clanging finally reached everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of air explosion.

When the storm subsided, the situation on the field made Markov and others' pupils shrink suddenly and their faces were filled with horror.

Recognized by the Phobos family, he is the strongest knight second only to old Phobos!
Layar is also a famous swordsman in the Principality of Birka.

At this moment, he maintained the posture of drawing his sword, standing stiffly in place, as dazed and terrified as they were, with even a few drops of cold sweat running down his temples.

And around his neck, there was a puppet with Rashia's drawn sword.

A trace of blood appeared on Layar's neck, but healed in the blink of an eye.

Klesia's expression didn't look like a winner at all.

She looked even more bewildered than Leal.

Lacia had no idea how the knife was swung.

Ian walked forward, removed the puppet from Leal's neck, and said with a smile:
"What does it feel like?"

Layal lowered his head and replied in a low voice.

"...As fierce and powerful as your previous sword strike, reaching the pinnacle of perfection."

"This is the sword!"

Ian smiled and raised the puppet in his hand.

"No need to learn. Once you get it in your hands, you can instantly become a rare top swordsman in the world and master incredible swordsmanship."

"It is a truly divine weapon that can enable ordinary people to create legends!"

"This is also the reason why we, the Dawn Divine Cult, have the confidence to call for an eastern expedition against the demons!"

"Now, what do you think?"

Layal kept silent and stared at the puppet in Ian's hand.

After a long time, Layar threw the diamond enchanted sword in his hand far away.

His eyes were fixed on Ian with persistence and determination.

"Master Ian! I want to learn the sword technique!"

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