A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

A motorcycle engine roared to life, the sound of its wheels spinning wildly in mid-air deafening.

Bray, riding his motorcycle, glided into the colorful cave in mid-air.

Dust still clung to the wheels, and the air was filled with the lingering glow of magic.

Is he handsome? Of course.

It would have been better if what happened next hadn't happened.

"Boom!!!!!" Bray slid to the ground along with the motorcycle and then rolled.

With a loud crash, the car was flung out and slammed into the wall, scattering countless sparks that overshadowed the ever-changing crystalline light.

Bray didn't fly off with the motorcycle. Instead, he got up from the ground and stared speechlessly at the motorcycle, which had lost several parts, lying alone in the corner.

"The car was going too fast, huh?" Bray murmured. He had used all his magic to go uphill and sped in with a "whoosh".

I didn't expect that my driving skills were actually quite poor, and I was not able to properly handle the motorcycle that was launched into the air.

I myself am unlikely to die from a fall; the impact will just cause me to tumble a few times. The poor thing is this motorcycle that I just bought.

Hopefully the motorcycle is still usable, otherwise he'll want to die if he has to walk back.

However, he couldn't possibly run over to the car to tighten the grip right now; there were people... no, there were Silver-ranked individuals watching him.

"This place is so sparkly." Bray's eye twitched. This kind of glittering, multicolored place was a little annoying...

This is a bit unfriendly to people with dead fish eyes.

"How did you get in here? No, who are you?" The demigod casually shoved the lizardman back into the pool.

That guy was really quite pitiful, being forcibly woken up and then so forcefully shoved into the water.

Just as pitiful as him are countless innocent people in the water.

"Why do octopuses live in caves?" Bray didn't answer the silver-level question, but instinctively made a sarcastic remark.

"What did you say?! You said I'm an octopus?!" The silver-haired creature suddenly became violent, all because of Bray's words.

However, Bray was right. In his mind's eye, the true form of this silver creature was a giant octopus, whose appearance would continuously change color.

But comparing Him to an octopus clearly hurts the other's pride.

Because of this, the silver creature chose not to reveal its true form, and its thick tentacles lashed out at Bray like whips.

He was so angry that he didn't even use his concepts, and therefore didn't realize that his concepts had been firmly suppressed.

"Clang." The powerful whip strike was deflected by the small sword.

This time, the parry caused the silver-colored creature to freeze briefly.

Only then did He remember to use His absolute power to crush the guy in front of Him.

He can only say that the other party is a "guy" because He cannot determine whether the other party is a lower species.

If he were a lower species, how come he drove such a noisy car without disturbing me...?

Moreover, why could a lower-level species withstand such a heavy blow?

This isn't some kind of safe zone where all Silver-ranked individuals can use concepts as they please.

Using the concept of...?

"!?" He seemed to realize something, and his expression became somewhat surprised and distorted.

But Bray won't wait for Him to finish being surprised before attacking.

With a single slash, countless tentacles were severed.

Bray is strong, but not strong enough to kill a Silver Saint with a single blow.

Regardless, most people with silver-grade physiques are still quite terrifying.

However, Bray never said that he would only use one sword strike.

"One eye...two swords...cannot use concepts!?" He was stunned, even forgetting his own pain.

"It's you! You're the inferior species that Ummkandar mentioned!"

"The hunter of demigods" is what this human is called in the Silver World.

He used to take it so lightly, but now he finally understood why the powerful "Demigod Lord" had to deliberately mention this person.

No matter how strong this person is, they cannot change the established world order.

But those Silver Seeds who are targeted by Him should be prepared... after all, a demigod doesn't seem to pose much of a challenge to this dead-eyed guy. Just how strong is Bray now? He himself hasn't estimated it.

Although he once killed a Silver Seer while holding the sleeping Nia.

However, the silver-level creature's strength was only so-so; the main difficulty was figuring out how not to wake Nia.

Therefore, it is quite difficult to use that to measure one's own combat strength.

Of course... the strength of this silver-level creature in front of me now seems not too different from the one I killed before.

"BOOM!!!" Colorful crystal fragments flew everywhere inside the cave.

The crystal fragments suspended in mid-air refract light, adding a dreamlike beauty to the entire cave.

It's like a dream, so beautiful it's almost unreal.

Unfortunately, Bray wasn't very interested in this kind of beautiful scenery.

He braced himself with one hand, and with his sword in hand, he flipped to the side to dodge the attacks from the tentacles that came from several tricky angles.

To be honest, Bray was very curious about what this guy would be like if he could fight using concepts.

After all, the idea of ​​manipulating the essence of things makes the fight seem a bit unimaginable.

Curiosity aside, Bray was not going to let the other party use the concept; no matter what, he had to be responsible for his own life.

There are still many idle children at home that I need to feed, so it's not worth it for them to die in a place like this.

After adjusting his posture, he drew his broadsword.

The scabbard of this broadsword will not fall off due to violent movements, but it can be easily removed if the angle is right.

This greatly facilitated Bray's combat operations.

"Clang—" The blade inevitably swept across the ground, scattering sparks.

The blade traced a perfect crescent shape from bottom to top.

Those tentacles that couldn't retract in time were all severed by this sword.

"Tch." The upper body of the silver-colored humanoid figure had a slightly distorted expression.

His injuries healed rapidly, and then the pain returned.

Bray could indeed strike the opponent's "core" of infinite regeneration, but that thing wasn't so easy to hit; generally, he would strike it during executions.

Now, he could only obediently watch as this giant octopus monster endlessly regenerated.

It seems Bray needs to reassess the opponent's combat strength; He is stronger than the previous Silver Being.

Admittedly, Bray is incredibly strong now, but to say that he could kill a Silver-ranked opponent with a single sword strike is simply absurd.

But it didn't say you couldn't make a second or third strike.

Bray stared at the demigod before him without any expression.

Even if he suppresses his opponent, it doesn't necessarily mean he feels relaxed and happy.

The demigod stared at the other's lifeless right eye, and for some reason, felt a chill run down his spine. It was just an ordinary eye, a dead fish eye with no special abilities...

But it is indeed radiating an incredible sense of oppression.

"I must escape." This thought arose in His mind.

It wasn't that He was cowardly, but that He valued his life.

If I continue to hold a grudge against Bray, I will die.

This guy... no wonder he survived the fight with Umkandal. I thought Umkandal might have been holding back or was being careless.

In retrospect, it seems that He was too naive.

"There are countless Black Iron species, as numerous as grains of sand. It's not surprising that one or two of them would be beyond the normal range." Umkandar's words echoed in His mind.

So He decisively dived into the pool, which was connected to another water source.

All you need to do is dive down, and you can move to another location.

If that human dares to dive, He will retaliate; His strength is more than doubled underwater.

His plan was sound; Bray was indeed a weakling in water combat.

He had only fought for less than five minutes before he had to run away; it was too humiliating... The Silver-ranked warrior was seething with anger.

He actually wished that the other party, unaware of his own limitations, would dive into the water and fight him, so that he could avenge his previous humiliation.

"Trying to run away?" Bray raised an eyebrow. These demigods who know when to advance and retreat are actually the most troublesome.

Once they escape the suppression range of "The Last Echo," they have a lot more room to maneuver.

Who knows what kind of trouble might arise?

Over the past two years, Bray has killed about six or seven Silver-tier monsters near the Imperial Capital Safe Zone, and the one in front of him was the first to choose to escape.

"Come back here." Bray swung his longsword, the blade sinking into the ground, and then gripped the broad black sword with both hands.

The "Black Key" is slightly larger than a normal broadsword, but not nearly as large as a greatsword, so Bray rarely holds it with both hands.

"Hoo—" He exhaled a breath of stale air.

There were still many ordinary people submerged in the pool who had not died from suffocation. This sword strike was very difficult for the person wielding it.

If we're not careful, everyone in the pool could die.

But if you're too careful, there's no chance of hurting that silver one.

However, this was only to a certain extent for Bray, who only knew how to use a sword.

You should know that he has always been able to fight against those unreasonable monsters with an ordinary body.

His fragile body could even drown in simple water; he almost died that way once.

There are far too many ways to kill yourself.

Fighting against a tyrannical being with this body is the most difficult thing in itself.

Compared to what had happened before, the sword strike that Bray was about to deliver was nothing more than child's play.

That's right, it's just normal difficulty.

"Severed water flow" and "Severed sea"

This is a sword strike that seems capable of cleaving the sea in two.

There was no ocean, but this sword cleaved the entire pool in two.

The ground in front of Bray was cracked with grooves all the way to the pool, dividing the water in the pool from the surface to the bottom into two sides.

Everything in the water was forcibly shaken to the surface.

There were those who remained unconscious, and there were also those silver-haired individuals preparing to flee.

Bray freed his left hand and picked up the longsword that had been stuck in the ground.

Holding a longsword in reverse with his left hand and a broadsword in forward grip with his right hand, this is Bray's own stance and does not belong to any particular school.

It was his most comfortable stance.

With the burst of magic and the enhancement of the dragon pattern, Bray arrived in front of the octopus in an instant.

"Goodbye." As the words fell, in mid-air, a circular dance of twin swords severed the opponent in two at the waist.

There was no further regeneration, nor any screams, only the silver-haired creature's eyes filled with hatred.

The moment the lightning struck the edge of the pool and the water recombinated was also the moment the demigod lost his life.

The demigod's corpse disappeared little by little in mid-air, until only some of the remaining parts fell into the water.

That's probably clothing or jewelry.

Bray was unmoved by the final look the demigod gave him.

Their positions are fundamentally different, so what can you do even if you hate him to the core...?