The Sword God! I

'Huh? Where is this?!'

Second Saber thought in alarm as he seemingly appeared in a completely unknown location.

From his inspection, he appeared in a mysterious plane that had three moons in the dark skies along with what he assumed to be a landscape decorated with flowers of different colors...

Hundreds of kilometers from there, he perceived massive mountains and waterfalls as he realized that he had appeared in a mysterious but beautiful place.

Yet, this didn't calm his mind since an unnerving aura permeated this place making an illusion that it was home to blood and death!

BOOM!

An unbelievably loud explosion took place as the scenery of Saber's surroundings changed once more.

'Huh?!'

Saber once more shouted in alarm inside his mind as a threatening feeling slowly crept into his mind.

"You truly dared to attack me with a sword. How dare you unsheathe a sword toward the Sword God of the Sixth Floor!"

The deep and old ancient voice drummed throughout Saber's mind as his attention was brought toward the location of this mysterious being.

There, he saw the majestic sight of an aged man with long grey hair and wrinkles on his face with a sword in hand.

On his waist was the location of three more swords sheathed in their respective scabbards as Saber instantly felt a dreadful feeling.

If he was able to control the body he deemed was his, then an expression of fear would have appeared!

"Yes, I do dare. I need a strong opponent, and you are the only one I deem strong enough to threaten me on this floor of hell!"

THRUM!

Second Saber finally realized where his current location was as he then thought...

'Wait, is this truly the tower of hell?!

Then, does this mean...'

Before he could speak, the body he had descended into exploded with an insane amount of energy as the figure who claimed to be Sword God, raised an eyebrow as he said.

"This... to have an aura soo strong and still clearly in the 1st Level of the Earth Immortal realm... what absurdity is this?!"

Descending onto the now sand ground, he then followed up.

"What is your name?"

Realizing that this wasn't an opponent that he could casually kill, the Sword God beckoned toward his opponent to say his name, out of respect.

"Hehe, I go by, Saber.

Origin Saber!"

THRUM!!

Second Saber's thoughts were confirmed with this as before he could even properly think the reason why he was getting the memories of Origin...

...

The Sixth Floor of Hell...

It was a Floor that appeared similar to Heaven, rather than what one would expect when saying the word Hell.

In this area under the beautiful three moons, one would see an ever-expanding landscape filled with many flowers...

But, right now, one would only be able to perceive two dome-like structures, one dark purple, and the other, a bright silver, as they clashed against each other seemingly in a struggle to gain supremacy!

Inside the dome, one would discern the figure of an old man with grey hair, and a young figure with long dark purple hair.

Of the two, and the most pleasing to the eyes, the figure with dark purple hair would draw the most attention, and it wasn't because of his attractiveness, but instead, his pupils...

It was a pair of pupils distinctly different compared to any other.

It was the pair of pupils that were shaped as dark purple stars that shone with majestic power.

It was a pair of pupils that were the sole reason why Second Saber couldn't surpass the strength of the origin.

Finally, it was a pair of pupils that made it possible for Origin Saber to fight on even ground with a Level 9 Earth Immortal, something that even Second Saber couldn't possibly hope to do in his current level.

This Level 9 Earth Immortal though, wasn't simply the average Level 9 Earth Immortal as he was instead an entity who claimed the title of Sword God.

The title of Sword didn't matter as it was instead the word 'God' that mattered the most...

This being something that not anyone could claim as it was reserved for only the strongest on a floor!

THRUM!!

Yes, right now, Origin Saber was fighting the strongest entity on the Sixth Floor of the Tower Of Hell as he relied on this fight to improve his mastery over his newest race transformation named...

True Star Transformation!

For him, raising his cultivation wasn't of utmost importance since he knew that if he ever needed to do it, he could simply devour other entities.

"Now, it's time to fight is it not!?"

Origin Saber stated as his rising and overbearing aura finally stabilized.

Since he didn't need to hide it in hell, Origin Saber was already in his true form as his strength was as high as it possibly could be.

"So, you aren't going to ask for my great name?" The Sword God asked in slight anger while he slowly approached Origin Saber with his sword in hand.

"Haha, I do not view you as a worthy opponent so I could care less for your name!"

THRUM!

RUMBLE!!

Origin Saber's shocking words caused the Sword God's aura to blast outwards. The earth under the feet of the duo trembled as the wrathful Sword God shot toward Saber!

"You'll pay for that arrogance!!" The Sword God's voice boomed in the surroundings, as a smiling Origin Saber replied.

"Arrogance? Well, I guess we'll soon see whether it's arrogance or confidence!" When saying those words, his figure blurred as he disappeared from his location!...

BOOM!

The swords of these two figures clashed as their collision caused the surroundings to distort and space itself to crack!

...

'What, how is Origin soo damn strong?!'

Unable to see or even sense the differences in Origin Saber's body, Second Saber remained dumbfounded as the memories of Origin Saber flooded into his mind.

If only he knew the true potential of his race transformation that he previously placed aside as something unimportant, maybe, he would have already surpassed his origin...

A pity, surely a pity that his ignorance has placed him at a disadvantage!

...

"What the fuck!?"

The waitress muttered in shock as Dawn on the other hand finally stabilized mid-air as Saber's unconscious body fell to the ground.

Floating next to Saber, Dawn gently picked Saber's body from the ground and held him on his shoulder as he then glanced toward the waitress.

"Forget everything that's happened here. If one asks where is either of us, then say that we are in my resting location!"

As he said these words, bright light of gold exited his eyes and penetrated the forehead of the waitress. Thereafter, Dawn pressed the card on his chest as he and Second Saber were enshrouded by a bright light before they disappeared from the restaurant.

"Hmm, why did they leave without taking their food?"

The waitress was left confused as she stood there with a slightly dazed expression. Unaware of what to do, she waved her hand in the air.

The once damaged and destroyed tables and chairs which were the victims of Second Saber's burst in aura were mysteriously fixed and placed back to where they once were.

Sigh!

"Even after fighting in the tournament, these two hooligans chose to fight inside here too."

The waitress muttered in disappointment as she couldn't help but think in alarm for the future of humanity if left in the hands of the two trouble makers she had just served...