Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first?-Chapter 298 - 96 Extraordinary Swordsmanship

The medical squad protecting Nora was finally dealt with.

The solution was surprisingly simple. The Nightingale Security Company had a contract with Nora’s elder brother, with Nora being the protected party. All she needed to do was to initiate the termination of the contract.

The price, however, was a hefty termination fee... Nora had already taken note of this expense, planning to ask her brother for a tenfold return when they got back to Solomon City.

Under the pressure of civil strife, the industry of the Bavarian Duchy recovered quickly. The Weisbach family dispatched a newly assembled car to transport The Azure Longsword’s members to support the invaded territories of Innsbruck.

"As for Extraordinary Swordsmanship, one must mention the legendary four great Extraordinary Sword Techniques," Aske began to tell a story to pass the time during the journey. The girls sat around attentively, listening to him spin a yarn that seemed unbelievable.

"These four great techniques are also known as the ’four game-breaking sword techniques.’ By game-breaking, understand it as cheating or tricking. Consider battle like gambling; if your opponent plays fair and you cheat, naturally, they stand no chance. These techniques were designed so that the opponent can never win."

"The first is the legendary Star Swordsmanship, a secret passed down from the Far East. Currently, only a nobody by the name of Aske has mastered it. This swordsmanship consists of nine forms, hence it is also nicknamed ’GM Nine Swords,’ specialized for defeating all the unyielding experts in the world."

"The first form, Sharp-breaking, disregards evasion. The second form, Rapid Fire, disregards defensive power. The third form, Rapid Fire, disregards ranged attacks. Even an average person who masters these three forms can dominate the world, as no one save demigods could match them."

The girls fell silent; although it was exaggerated, Aske’s previous combat achievements seemed to support his claims.

"What about the other forms?" Mia raised her hand.

"The fourth form, Life Destruction, can only be learned at Lv.10 or above; it deals percentage damage regardless of health. For example, if my slash takes away half of someone’s life, it will take two slashes for an ordinary person and two slashes for a giant dragon, even if it’s as robust as Leviathan with its tens of millions or billions of health points—still two slashes."

The girls gasped in astonishment, but Sigrdrifa, skeptical, said, "That’s bragging. If no one can withstand even two of your slashes, doesn’t that make you invincible?"

"Not at all," Aske shook his head. "This Life Destruction must hit the enemy’s life body to be effective. If there’s armor, weapons, or Extraordinary Abilities to block it, then it’s ineffective. For example, Sigrdrifa, if you mobilize Frost mightily, creating a storm of snow that prevents me from getting close, how can I kill you? Moreover, this technique, involving the Law, is not easy to activate due to immense Spirituality consumption, hence it’s only used at the last decisive moment to ensure a killer blow."

The girls nodded in understanding. Thira, with her keen mind, thought further: His "GM Nine Swords" with the first form that can’t be dodged, the second form that disregards defense, combining that with the fourth form, which causes percentage-based life reduction—doesn’t that make him invincible? It almost seems like the pinnacle of assassin-style tactics.

As Aske mentioned, the only potential countermeasure would be to use Extraordinary Power to prevent the opponent from getting close, otherwise being approached meant certain death.

"Aske, what about the Undead Illusion Sword?" Peggy raised her hand. "I want to hear about the Undead Illusion Sword."

"Ah, the Undead Illusion Sword, a secret sword technique of Alexander, later modified by Hannibal. It once made Solomon’s grand army beat a hasty retreat, acclaimed ’one-man army’ game-breaking technique," Aske explained. "When this sword technique is mastered to a high degree, a single swing unleashes thousands of swords, as if dividing into clones, filling the heaven and earth. You strike till the enemy’s Spirituality is exhausted, and they can no longer continue, at which point they have no choice but to surrender."

"Right now, I can only create four or five clones," Peggy added.

"Of course, for each clone created by this technique, a portion of Spirituality is required. The more Spirituality, the stronger the force. Reaching the level of a ’one-man army’ is not possible without being a demigod," Aske replied.

"Which is more powerful then, ’Star Nine Forms’ or ’Undead Illusion Sword’?" Mia asked curiously.

"That’s a question that can’t be answered. The same sword technique in the hands of different people will yield different results," Aske shook his head. "There is no strongest sword technique, only the strongest Swordsman."

"The third technique is the ’Ripple Swordsmanship’ taught by a lake nymph to Lancelot."

"But consider this: space in this world is like the surface of a lake. Standing here, your ripples extend across space. One who practices ’Ripple Swordsmanship’ can break through space, leaping out like a fish from water, and appearing wherever those ripples reach."

"Whether you appear in front, behind, to the left, or to the right, you can move freely on the battlefield, unbound by spatial distances. The Far East gave this sword technique a nickname: ’Thunder God,’ derived from ’unpredictable as flight,’ ’swift as thunder,’ and ’mysterious as a deity.’"

"That’s not very impressive," Peggy remarked. "If your movement is fast enough, you can achieve similar effects without a sword technique."

Aske chuckled mysteriously, "Of course, there’s more. When you’ve trained to a high level, you can not only teleport people, you can also teleport swords."

"Teleport swords?"

"When I thrust my sword, it pierces into the void, and opens a spatial portal a thousand meters away. The tip of the sword emerges from the void, striking down the enemy; this is called ’claiming heads from a thousand miles.’ More exaggeratedly, I could thrust my sword and open spatial portals inside the bodies of ten thousand people nearby, effectively impaling ten thousand people simultaneously with one sword strike. Can you do that?"

"Then, where can I learn such a magical sword technique?" Mia’s eyes shone with excitement.

Aske coughed and said, "The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed."

The girls giggled among themselves, clearly seeing that the Squad Leader didn’t actually know where to learn it either.

"This last extraordinary swordsmanship is the ’Unyielding Holy Sword,’ also known as ’Swordsmanship of the Fool,’ which made Charlemagne famous when he conquered the continent," Aske continued.

"Swordsmanship of the Fool?"

"Yes," Aske said, "compared to the other three types of extraordinary swordsmanship, the ’Unyielding Holy Sword’ has no exquisite sword movements, no bizarre abilities, it’s just one thing—reckless."

"To train in the ’Unyielding Holy Sword,’ you must possess a ’Will’ sequence. It can greatly enhance your ability to project your will outward, from a gaseous to a solid state, with increasing hardness. The stronger your will, the stronger its defensive power, with no upper limit. When your highly concentrated will enshrouds your entire body, you become impervious to knife stabs, gunfire, and even a demigod’s extraordinary abilities cannot penetrate this layer of will."

"When your will is attached to a weapon, that weapon cannot be damaged. Focus your mind and slash with your sword, and your will blazes like flames, tearing through all obstacles in front of you. The stronger your willpower, the stronger your attack power. Power armor, bullet-proof shields, they’re all like paper mache under the Unyielding Holy Sword. Maximum attack and defense. Even if there are thousands of soldiers, tanks, planes, machine gun fire, or even nuclear bombs thrown at you, just don’t care. Once you activate the Unyielding Holy Sword, charge forward, and cut through, be reckless."

Swordsmanship of the Fool, eh? It doesn’t seem to suit me... Eleanor thought to herself and then mocked herself, anyway, I haven’t learned it.

"It sounds perfect for me," Sigrdrifa said, "But I don’t have a Will sequence. Is there a way I can learn it?"

"There is," Aske nodded and said, "Go to sleep. In dreams, you have everything; a legion of ten thousand Demigods at your command, directing where to strike."

The girls burst into laughter, and Sigrdrifa stomped her foot in frustration.

"We’ve arrived," Nora suddenly said from the driver’s seat, slowly pressing down on the brake.

When everyone got out of the car, they saw the Earl and his team waiting at the Innsbruck City Gate.

"It’s definitely the Earl himself," Medea sent a hidden Mind Reading over, and then said.

The Innsbruck Earl stood at the gate, silently watching the mercenaries disembark from the car. Alfred, the City Guard commander behind him, whispered a few words to the Earl, before cautiously advancing with his men.

To be honest, if this were right after Alfred graduated from the Divine Luo Military Academy, he never would have shown these mercenaries any respect. In his eyes, mercenaries were just a bunch of ruffians, boisterously demanding money, but cowards when it came to risking their lives.

However, ever since the time when the Crusaders besieged Olympia, and the defensive line under his command was utterly defeated by an obscure Mercenary Group, Alfred had been forced to admit that there were indeed some very impressive individuals in the mercenary world.

After deserting the Crusaders, Alfred loitered on the Carinthia border for a while before moving to Innsbruck. With his own extraordinary power and by currying favor with the Earl of Innsbruck, he managed to secure a position as both a Baron and a City Guard officer.

With the outbreak of the civil war, when he heard that the Weisbach main family had sent mercenaries to support them, the Earl of Innsbruck called Alfred out to receive them.

Because of his bitter experience, Alfred didn’t dare to underestimate the incoming support—even though most mercenaries were weak, there was always a chance, right?

When he took his men closer for a look, he almost burst out laughing: how come this Mercenary Group looked so comical, with 8 of the 9 members being women?

Then a chill went down his spine.

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