Chapter 99: Heart and Eyes
Dorothy sat in her room, waiting attentively for the result of the system exchange.
Through the information channel opened up by the system, Dorothy received the secret sacrifices from unknown believers on the other side of the world. Without even looking at them, she used the system to redeem the knowledge. After a while, the result of the redemption came out.
'Swordsmanship - Glowing Swift Sword, exchanged, Laurent Swordsmanship.'
The traditional response emerged in Dorothy's mind. She was slightly stunned when she heard the voice, and immediately thought of the source of the exchanged items.
Laurent's swordsmanship comes from the swordsmanship inherited by the famous Laurent family of Demacia in the game League of Legends. It is a deadly killing skill in the duel arena. In the League of Legends, it is embodied by the Demacia hero Fiora, the unparalleled swordsman.
"Swordsmanship... Have you acquired swordsmanship? Oh, that's right, it's the perfect time to fight the enemy..."
With a whisper, Dorothy immediately fed back the knowledge she had exchanged through the information channel, imprinting the soul book for the believers who were anxiously waiting over there, allowing them to immediately absorb and comprehend the knowledge.
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In the crypt under the chapel in Red Creek Town, Vanya stared in amazement at the secret book that had turned into ashes before her eyes, a look of shock emerging on her face.
"The secret message of Lord Dekkert... turned to ashes... Was this sacrifice a success or a failure?"
Vanya thought anxiously in her heart, and at this moment, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her consciousness, and then strange information flooded into her mind all at once.
“Hmm… this is…”
Covering her forehead, Vanya frowned and said, she could clearly sense what the strange information that flooded into her mind was.
Steps, postures, techniques, blocking, attacks...all kinds of key points, skills, and rich experience. Vanya was surprised to find that she had mastered a profound and essential sword technique without any guidance.
This phenomenon was a term that Vanya had seen explained in the Bible.
"Is this... the revelation from God? Lord... is this your revelation to me? You mean... that I should use this to defend against the enemy?" After this wonderful experience, Vanya no longer doubted the other party's identity as a god. Now she finally had hope of escaping.
"This divine revelation is about swordsmanship... First of all... First of all, what I need is a sword. There must be a sword buried in the tomb of Lord Dickot!"
Vanya looked around in a hurry, trying to find the sword. Vanya studied classics and history, and she knew that Dekkert, the "Swift Sword" from three hundred years ago, was also known as the Sword Saint Bishop and Duel Master, so it was impossible that there was no sword buried with him in his tomb.
Sure enough, after looking around, Vanya saw a sword hanging on a display board on the high wall. Vanya immediately ran under the wall and tried to get it, but she was not tall enough.
Vanya had no choice but to move a box from the side and stand on tiptoe to barely reach the sword on the display board, but when she just touched the sword, her anxious and careless movements caused her foot to slip and she accidentally fell off. However, the sword she touched was also brought down with her, and it fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
"Ouch... it hurts... ah! The sword is broken! Don't break anything!"
Without caring about the pain from the fall, Vanya quickly stood up and went to check if the sword was broken. There was no obvious sign of damage.
"Huh... still..."
"Who is there?!"
At this time, a stern scolding sounded from next door. It was obvious that the noise just now alarmed the people outside. Then there was a burst of hurried footsteps approaching this side.
'Here they come!'
Hearing the approaching footsteps, Vanya immediately picked up the sword on the ground. The moment she held the sword, she immediately triggered the experience and memory engraved deep in her soul. She stood up unconsciously, holding the sword in one hand and pointing it forward, and immediately assumed a standard dueling stance.
This is the memory of the soul...
A masked man in a white robe and holding a one-handed hammer walked into the chamber, and saw Vanya holding a sword against him.
Compared to the standard, Vanya's face looked panicked, and she didn't have the composure that a dueling master should have.
"There are still blasphemers who have escaped!"
Seeing Vanya wearing nun's clothes in the studio, the masked man in white robe raised the one-handed hammer in his hand and rushed forward to smash Vanya. In his eyes, the panic expression on Vanya's face did not look like a warrior at all, but more like a non-combatant who picked up a weapon for self-defense in panic.
However, what he didn't realize was that although Vanya looked so panicked that she seemed to be about to cry, her hand holding the weapon didn't tremble at all, and her stance was very standard...
The one-handed hammer made a whistling sound, and the masked man in a white robe came towards Vanya's head. Looking at the attack coming at her, Vanya was panicked and didn't know what to do, but the muscle memory imprinted by her soul moved before her memory.
With a slight side step, Vanya avoided the attack of the man in white robe. Then she opened her eyes wide and caught the gap in the man's body.
"See... this is the opportunity!"
Vanya adjusted her pace slightly, and in an instant she adjusted her body to the best position. Then, with her skilled experience, she stabbed out again, piercing the throat of the man in white robe with one sword after another.
"What……"
With eyes wide open, the man in white robe fell down with a look of astonishment. Looking at the man falling down, Vanya couldn't help but feel excited.
'He, he's dead! I won? I killed someone!? '
"Mark, what's going on inside?"
At this moment, another man in a white robe, who heard something wrong, also walked into the ear chamber. What he saw later was his fallen companion and Vanya holding a bloody sword. Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately drew the pistol from his waist and pointed it at Vanya.
"Die! Blasphemer!"
The man in white wanted to shoot Vanya, but under the guidance of the combat experience in the soul of the seal, Vanya had already sensed the danger and took action first.
She consumed the spiritual energy of the "lamp" in her body and activated the core skills of Laurent's swordsmanship.
Heart Eyes...
At this moment, Vanya's mind began to expand. She felt that time began to slow down, and she could perceive 360 degrees.
She sensed the danger from the muzzle of the gun, and her mind mapped out the trajectory of the bullet leaving the gun. Then... she swung the sword in advance.
"Bang!"
The man in the white robe pulled the trigger and fired the pistol in his hand. The bullet sprayed out from the fire at the muzzle and shot towards Vanya, but what it hit was not flesh and blood, but steel.
"when!"
A crisp sound like hammering iron echoed in the space. Guided by her experience and mind, Vanya immediately used the blade in her hand to block the flying bullet. The bullet was rebounded at a strange angle, hit the wall, ricocheted and shot into the body of the man in white robe.
While consuming her spiritual power, Vanya used Laurent's unique swordsmanship skill, Laurent's Heart Eye Knife.
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There was a typo in the exchanged items before, and it has been corrected now.
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