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——The silver sword drew a perfect arc, but the blow still fell into nothing.

The Night Witch let out a terrifying scream, and the sound waves overturned her to the ground. She was led by the sound waves and rolled back several times, with several scars on her body being scratched by the rough bricks and stones. But thankfully, her charm stopped for a while.

"This is impossible!" She gasped in panic, staring at the female swordsman who had already stood up again. "How could you..."

"Nothing is impossible, Nianta." Lu Yuewu said. A failure did not affect her mood. She regained her momentum. "Your charm is ineffective on me. So is your magic. Even though it looks omnipotent." She was too far from Rosie. Moreover, she deeply understood that the sword skills she practiced were different from them.

"There is nothing to do." Rosie once said to her, "and no sharp sword is invincible."

She remembered that she answered her, "This is the sword in my heart." Her sword technique advocated this: using her heart to control the sword, which was like a knight's way, so Leo and Rosie, who only regarded sword skills as fighting, would not understand. She also did not intend to explain too much. "I believe in her, so she would overcome all obstacles and be invincible."

"But General Yum will also have a defeat."

"But the sword body was not broken because of this, but the setback made the sword blade sharper."

She held the sword in her hand tightly, and she remained motionless in the sounds of storms, mountains and tsunamis. Although the sound wave was invisible and like a hurricane, she looked at it as if nothing had happened. She firmly believed that even if she was holding only an ordinary silver sword in her hand, she did not retreat at all.

"Nianta," she spoke in the wind, her words were extremely clear. "Stop and resist and leave here with us."

"Don't think about it." The Night Witch refused without thinking. "I will stay here." The magic stormed around her body, like a vortex with great attraction. Lu Yuewu couldn't see its light, but felt that her body was resisting her will. "Isn't it good here?" she said, "Men and women surrender to me. I will do better than her what the old woman can do. And you will be here to accompany me."

Just her magic? Lu Yuewu didn't know where her confidence came from, but she doubled her vigilance. In her country, magic is called the magic of immortals, which is rare for ordinary people to see. Here, she is even more confused about them. However, she firmly believes in her swordsmanship, her sword is indestructible, and as sharp as the weapons of gods. Even magic is unstoppable.

"I'll wait and see how you will turn me into your puppet."

"You will know, Miss." The Night Witch squeezed out an ugly smile as if she was so calm. "I promise. You will be willing to call my master like that woman, and try your best to please me like a dog, just to get my reward."

"I'm not interested in your reward..." She paused and changed her name, "...Night Witch."

"Then let's go and see."

"I'm waiting."

"You will become weak, Miss. Then kneel before me."

This time, the Night Witch's lips didn't understand at all, but the voice clearly reached Lu Yuewu's ears. They rang in her mind and echoed like in the water. She was like a command, and the words contained magic power to wash away her heart's defense. However, the wall of her heart was like a thick sluice cast by steel, which could stand for thousands of years under the erosion of the waves.

"It is unknown who will win the destiny." She said a few words calmly and took steps.

The night witch smiled coldly. Without warning, a wild wind blew towards her. The fierce wind, crying and howling, rolled up all the objects on the aisle: torn tapestries, wooden pedestals, antique portraits, expensive porcelain, ceramic sculptures, and heavy sculptures made of bronze and tin... all hit her in the head. She stood unsteadily and swayed in the wind.

The wind that was rolled up by magic was mixed with the deadly wind blade like crescent moon, cutting through everything that blocked the way. In a short moment, the porcelain cracked, wood chips flew, and the iron statue made an unbearable muffled sound of pain. But the young night witch underestimated her too much. Her training in childhood was far more difficult than this. She practiced swords in the waves, hung sandbags under the waterfall, and was scarred by the attacks of countless bronze men. Just like thousands of trainings, she danced an amazing and dazzling dance. She raised her sword, retreated, moved, and bent down... When the wind gradually stopped, a lot of tattered garbage was piled up behind her, and her feet were clean and neat - she was like a ghost without shape. She seemed to have never moved.

Nianta was so stunned that she even found that Lu Yuewu was close. It was not until the silver sword drew out a sharp sword light again that she suddenly woke up and fled in horror. She let out a scream and resisted with magic power. However, this time, the silver sword was like the dawn sword in the hands of the gods, cutting off the sound of magic power condensed. Her throat seemed to be tightly pinned by something, and she could only make sounds of sobs and crying like wounded birds.

"You, you..." She couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Lu Yuewu took another step forward, this time she moved closer. With just two steps, the silver sword would nail into Nianta's body. "I said, there is nothing impossible." She raised her sword, "I am different from them. It's completely different. I am not Leo, nor Rosie. I don't need magic, and your magic is useless to me."

Her black hair was floating, her eyes were as quiet as the night, like a hidden goddess in the dark night, and she has existed since ancient times. Her face was completely tranquility that only seemed to look at the world coldly, and it seemed that even the end of the world could not shake her defense.

The Night Witch kept screaming until her voice was hoarse. She called out the wind and emitted two black magic rays of magic at her fingertips. The ground she passed by was left with a burnt mark, emitting a decay and decayed smell. Lu Yuewu jumped to the left, broke through the block of the sound wave, and ran towards her in a circle. More slender black light arrows shot out from the Night Witch's fingers again, surrounding her from all directions. Her clothes hissed and began to smoke. A stronger stench filled the air, and she was almost smoky by the smell.

"You can't escape." The night witch said gritting her teeth, "I will arrest you..."

Lu Yuewu struggled in the arrow net that was shiny and sticky as a dirty swamp. The silver sword was simple but brighter. There was no spell on her, and she never had runes. But she was indeed more dazzling until she overcame the greasy black light of the arrow net. She was like a jewel mantis from the spider web, not trapped by the spider web, cutting off all the constraints.

The Night Witch's ridicule came to an abrupt end and turned into a terrifying sniffle.

“…No, why are you…”

Lu Yuewu didn't say anything, but the Night Witch seemed to see terrifying despair in her calmness. She screamed and turned around to run away. She couldn't escape. Lu Yuewu chased after her.

The night witch fled in horror and ran through the corridor and a closed room. Several men and women who were seduced by her saw her, hungry but piously surrounded her. "Get out!" she cursed, "It's better to die all!" She summoned the rays desperately, piercing through their bodies, and driving them all away. While fleeing frantically, she looked back at Lu Yuewu. She was ecstatic to find that the other party was avoiding the men and women who were wailing and moaning, and her speed was gradually slowing down.

She discovered Lu Yuewu's weakness. So she laughed loudly and stopped escaping. She turned to look at Lu Yuewu and smiled coldly. The magic oscillated like water waves. She silently summoned the men and women who were conquered by her, the puppets of the body.

Lu Yuewu had no choice but to stop. More than a dozen men and women who exposed their dirty and ugly lower body walked out from behind the Night Witch and blocked her way forward. Night Witch laughed sharply and arrogantly behind the city wall made of innocent people, "Kill them, kill them, you won't do this, Miss Yuewu, you can't do it, because you are not Leo, and you are not Rosie." She laughed at her with her previous words, and every sentence pierced her deep inside.

She looked at the approaching crowd. Although they were ugly and dirty, with a nauseating smell on their bodies, they were all living people, not **'s corpses. There was vitality in their eyes - although everything was only for the Night Witch. But she couldn't do it. She could only retreat again and again until her back hit the cold wall.

Her heart was shaken in front of the guys who were rushing towards her. She doubted whether her persistence would bring destruction to her. The strange and magical sounds poured into her mind, and her defense was retreating and collapsed. Finally, one person scratched her clothes, and she couldn't escape so much that she could only let the other party pull off a piece of her clothes, but the other person grabbed her wrist tightly and almost took away her weapon.

"Do it, do it." The Night Witch laughed wildly, "Otherwise you just watch it. They will take off your clothes and let you enjoy their 'energy'. I promise, you will fall for it."

Lu Yuewu could no longer argue. She kept avoiding their hands, slapped them with a scabbard, and knocked their arms with the back of the sword. But even so, scars and blood were soon on the bodies of those men and women. "Raise the sword a little higher and stab it a little further, you can kill them and catch me, come on." The Night Witch smiled wantonly, and the power of bewitching tried to erode her will and destroy her faith.

She tried to break free from their siege, but her counterattack seemed soft and powerless under their siege. She didn't know what to do, but she became increasingly powerless to resist the night witch's laughter.

What should I do? She asked herself. She searched every corner of her heart, trying to find the answer. Her teacher, her sister, and her lover... In a flash of inspiration, she realized that only by living can one have faith: even the most kind way of swordsmanship is just for survival and to find vitality.

"How should the sword be used?" She remembered her teacher asked her in the first swordsmanship class.

She remembered the answer she had answered indecently: "It is used to protect the weak."

However, her teacher whipped her palm with a bamboo strip. "The use of the sword is to stab the enemy with the sharp end." Her teacher sternly said, "That is its real usage, everything else is a lie."

She thought the teacher was not right, but she understood now. Her beliefs were not shaken. She just understood the truth in a desperate situation. Simply helping, it was not practice, but stupidity. She understood some of Leo's actions.

Lu Yuewu raised the silver sword, and raised his sword as the night witch said. "May you rest in peace." She prayed to the silent gods and prayed to the immortals in the east to take in the souls of these poor people. If there were any kind gods who still existed, she knew that they would take in them. Lu Yuewu focused on her sword, and the silver sword once again shone brightly, brighter than any moment. She was echoing her will, and in the hum of the dragon, she was cheering for her diligence in her practice.

"No, why are you..."

"...I understand the true meaning of the sword. What I hold in my hand is a long sword, not a shield."
Chapter completed!