Chapter 1614
In the volcanic crater of Divine Sword Villa...
Callan was standing beside Waylon Giovanni, the owner of Divine Sword Villa.
He said anxiously, “Waylon, your decision is too reckless. This is a divine sword. Yet, you invited the world’s martial artists to
come and witness its creation. This will surely attract the attention of wicked men. By then, there could be a fierce and bloody
battle for the sword.”
Waylon shrugged and said, “I don’t have a choice. For Dragonslayer to be truly born, the blood of the Giovanni family and many
powerful martial artists are needed. I do not wish for death or destruction, but some sacrifices must be made.”
“Why then do we allow such an evil sword to be created?” Callan’s expression darkened, and he said coldly, “I might as well
destroy it now.”
After saying that, he leaped to the sky and lunged toward Dragonslayer. Powerful True Energy gathered in his palm, which
created a shapeless tornado that struck Dragonslayer which was levitating on the furnace.
At that moment, Dragonslayer was bright red in color.
Clank!
When the powerful True Energy struck Dragonslayer, it exuded a terrifying aura. Immediately, Callan unconsciously staggered
backward. He only managed to recollect himself when his body smashed against the wall.
“Wh-What terrifying power...”
Callan was stunned. Even with his full strength, he could not destroy the sword.
“Hmph!” Waylon walked over to Callan and smirked. “It’s no use, Callan. Dragonslayer is made out of quartz steel in its core.
Besides, many other materials have been added to it throughout the millennium. Now, it has gathered so much power that no
one in this world is capable of destroying it.”
“Dragonslayer...”
Waylon looked at the sword.
This was Dragonslayer, a sword created specifically for slaying a dragon. It was the dream of generations of Giovannis to
witness the sword’s creation. Even if he could not wield the sword personally, Waylon was still content watching the sword shine
in its glory.
Callan’s expression turned grim, and he asked, “Are we really going to allow Dragonslayer to be created? Wouldn’t the
consequences be dire if it falls into the hands of the wicked?”
Waylon shook his head and said, “This will never come to pass. Dragonslayer has consciousness. When choosing its master, a
wicked man would never be allowed to wield it. Only a broad-minded man can truly control the sword.”
“I disagree.” Callan shook his head.
How would a sword have consciousness? This must surely be a lie.
Waylon said, “This sword is forged using dragon blood. That’s why it’s called Dragonslayer. It is imbued with a dragon’s power. If
you don’t believe me, feel free to watch the show.”
As he said that, he sighed.
“The Giovannis have accomplished their duty. From today onward, Divine Sword Via will never forge
another sword again.”
“That won’t do! I still need you to repair Excalibur,” Callan hurriedly said.
“Hahaha... That is true.” Waylon laughed and said, “Enough of this conversation. Let’s go have a drink!”
He dragged Callan away.
Callan could not help but sigh. He had no idea what would happen to Divine Sword Villa.
There would most certainly be a fierce battle for the sword. Even Divine Sword Villa could be destroyed in the process. However,
since Waylon was unconcerned, there was no need for Callan to lose his sleep over this.
In the Capital...
The next morning, James was awakened by the ringing of the phone. Getting up, he glanced at the clothes on the floor before
looking at the beauty beside him on the bed. A smile crept up on his face as he turned to look at his phone.