Sword of Autumn Wind

In a world hanging by a thread, where fragile order crumbles under the weight of arrogance, an empire's ambition reignites the catastrophes of a forgotten age. 
Ancient souls, long slumbering, awaken to a realm haunted by echoes of castles and towers, consumed by lust, betrayal, and bloodshed. 
Amid the chaos, mysterious cards—relics of a bygone era—stir with untold power, weaving the threads of magic and fate. 
As the past and present collide, an inevitable doom looms on the horizon, drawing ever closer with each passing moment!

Knights and Magic Wand

He stood up, brimming with excitement as he gestured, "From now on, instead of strapping your sword to your waist, just carry it on your back. When battle comes, your enemy will think you can't draw the long sword due to your posture. But with one Dharma Seal, whoosh, the sword unsheathes... damn, just thinking about it feels so cool."


Magic Version of the Sword Control Technique, Leon couldn't help but imagine. As Kovis's magic power grew stronger in the future, would there be a day during a fight when, with a sweep of his arms, six or seven Flying Swords would unfold behind him and revolve around his body?


Well, that's a sudden change, the Knight turns into a Sword Immortal.


"You practice your Sword Control Technique well, and once we have enough materials, I'll get you a few more Flying Swords," Leon said, patting the youth on the shoulder earnestly.


Chapter 181: Spiritual Vein Ore_2