The Annihilator: Killer Of Gods-Chapter 268: One with the Sword

Karsha’s eyes flashed when a voice entered his head. Instinctively, he dropped into a lotus posture. His mind was flooded with a profound presence that demanded his full attention.

As his consciousness was drawn into an unknown space, leaving his body behind, he felt no sinister intentions from the presence and surrendered willingly, offering no resistance.

His mind drifted through the emptiness of space for what felt like an eternity until he found himself atop a mountain that extended beyond the clouds.

For a moment, he did nothing, simply standing there and allowing his mind to settle. The experience of having his consciousness pulled through space to an unknown realm left him feeling drowsy and disoriented.

As he regained his composure, Karsha took in his surroundings. The air was crisp and clear, the sky an endless expanse of blue.

Below, a vast landscape stretched out, teeming with life and energy. He could feel the power of the place thrumming beneath his feet, a force unlike anything he had encountered before.

"What is this place?" he wondered aloud, his voice echoing in the stillness.

A deep, resonant voice responded, "Welcome, Lord Karsha Damon. I have been waiting for you for eons" Karsha immediately jumped forward before turning back to face the voice.

About 50 meters from him stood a man who appeared to be in his late 50s, with a longsword sheathed at his waist. His pure white hair flowed behind him like an immortal’s. He had a smile playing on his lips, yet no aura could be felt from him.

"Who are you, and how do you know my name?" Karsha asked. He had experienced this sort of encounter before but had never gotten used to it.

Despite having only been in the cultivation world for about a year, many people he wasn’t aware of seemed to know him.

The Old Man on the Red Planet had narrated his entire life in a few sentences, and now another stranger called out his name as if they had been friends for eons.

"This humble one is General Hammon Hans II, a loyal servant of the 7th Fateless," the man replied. Karsha’s heartbeat quickened upon hearing the name. For some unknown reason, he felt a strong attachment to it, though he didn’t know why.

"The 7th Fateless?" Karsha echoed.

"Ha, it seems you are still asleep," Hans said with a sigh. Karsha’s curiosity was piqued.

"What do you mean by ’I am still asleep’?" he asked. This was the second time he had heard that phrase. The first had been from Old Man Teye on the Red Planet, and now from General Hans. He needed to know.

"I can’t say. Telling you would harm your Karma, hurting you in unimaginable ways. It’s best if you discover it yourself. I hope my Lord won’t take offense to this," Hans replied.

Karsha could only sigh. Just when he felt on the verge of uncovering something profound, a higher power would intervene and stop him.

Karsha’s mind raced with questions, but he knew better than to rush. He took a deep breath and asked,

"Why am I here?" Although the being was addressing him as "Lord," he knew not to be arrogant. The presence before him was beyond his current capabilities, and it was better to be respectful.

"You are here to comprehend the full form of ’One with the Sword.’ You have already grasped the first form, but that was just a test. The true form is here," Hans said, extending his hands upward.

The heavens rumbled, and the sky parted to reveal a magnificent stone tablet made from the rarest jade.

"This is the Immortal Platform from the Primordial Era. On/In it is a complete recording of the True Path of a Swordsman. It’s called ’One with the Sword,’ a very difficult but also the strongest path to follow."

Karsha’s eyes widened as he looked at the tablet. It radiated an ancient, profound energy that seemed to resonate with his very soul.

"The path of ’One with the Sword’ dates back to the dawn of the Primordial Era," Hans continued. "It was discovered by the First Sword Sovereign, a being of unparalleled skill and wisdom.

"He meditated for millennia, seeking to become one with his blade, to transcend the limitations of flesh and steel. Through countless battles and endless refinement, he finally achieved his goal, merging his soul with his sword and becoming an immortal Sword legend."

Hans paused, allowing Karsha to absorb the gravity of his words.

"This path is not for the faint of heart. It demands absolute dedication, unwavering focus, and a willingness to sacrifice everything for the sake of perfection. The first form you comprehended was but a glimpse into this profound journey.

"The true essence of ’One with the Sword’ lies in understanding that the sword is not just a weapon, but an extension of your very being."

Karsha nodded, his mind racing with possibilities. He felt a deep connection to the tablet as if it were calling out to him, urging him to unlock its secrets.

"The tablet," Hans continued, "contains the insights and experiences of countless swordmasters who walked this path before you. Each one left its mark, adding to the collective wisdom inscribed upon its surface.

"To fully comprehend ’One with the Sword,’ you must immerse yourself in this knowledge, meditate on its teachings, and internalize its principles until they become a part of you."

Hans’s voice took on a more solemn tone. "However, be warned: this path is fraught with danger. Many have tried and failed, their souls consumed by the very power they sought to master. But those who succeed... they become legends, wielding their swords with a grace and power that defies the very fabric of reality."

Karsha felt a surge of determination. He had come so far, endured so much, and now stood on the precipice of greatness. The path ahead was daunting, but he knew that this was his destiny.

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With a deep breath, Karsha asked, "How do I proceed?"

Hans smiled and formed a hand seal, conjuring a runic symbol. Karsha’s eyes lit up upon seeing the Rune.

"Form a soul contract with it, and it will become your companion for the rest of your journey as a swordsman. Note, you must gain the approval of the spirit hidden within," Hans explained.

Karsha nodded, slicing his palm open. Walking forward, he pressed his bloody hand against the tablet. The tablet emitted a faint glow at his touch. In an instant, Karsha’s mind and soul connected with the tablet, and his consciousness was drawn inside.

He found himself in a vast, ethereal realm filled with shimmering lights and floating runes. In the center of this mystical space stood a figure, ethereal and graceful, her presence radiating an aura of ancient wisdom and power.

She had long, flowing hair that seemed to be made of light itself and eyes that held the depth of countless millennia.

"Welcome, Karsha Damon," the spirit spoke, her voice melodic and soothing. "I am Elara, the spirit of the Immortal Platform. You seek to walk the path of ’One with the Sword.’ To do so, you must prove your worth and gain my approval."

Karsha bowed respectfully. He was awestruck by the beauty of Elara but he quickly composed himself. "I am honored to meet you, Fairy Elara. What must I do to gain your approval?"

Elara’s gaze softened. "To gain my approval, you must demonstrate not only your skill with the sword but also your understanding of its true essence. Show me that you can harmonize with the blade"

With a wave of her hand, Elara conjured two ethereal swords, shimmering with a celestial light. "Take these swords and show me your mastery," she instructed.

Karsha grasped the ethereal swords, feeling their power course through him. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to center himself.

He recalled everything he had learned, the techniques he had mastered, and the lessons he had absorbed.

He began to move, his motions fluid and precise, each strike and parry executed with perfect grace. As he flowed through a series of complex sword forms, he focused on becoming one with the blade, letting it guide his movements.

The ethereal realm around him responded, the floating runes and lights shifting and dancing in harmony with his movements.

Elara watched intently, her expression thoughtful. "Impressive," she said softly. "But skill alone is not enough. Show me the heart of a swordsman."

Karsha paused, understanding her challenge. He took another deep breath, letting go of any remaining tension.

He allowed his mind to empty, his soul to merge completely with the swords. He felt its essence, its history, and its purpose.

As he moved again, there was a noticeable difference. Each swing of the swords carried not just power but a profound connection.

The swords were no longer a mere tool; it was a part of him, an extension of his will and spirit. He felt the rhythm of the universe in his movements, the balance of life and death, creation and destruction.

Elara’s eyes widened slightly, and a smile formed on her lips. "You have shown me your heart, Karsha Damon. You have demonstrated the true essence of what it takes one to walk the path of ’One with the Sword.’"

She stepped forward, placing a gentle hand on his forehead. "You have my approval. From this moment on, the Immortal Platform is yours and I will be your guide throughout your journey in the path of True swordsmanship."

Karsha felt a surge of energy as the spirit’s approval solidified the soul contract. He felt proud and accomplished. His consciousness was sent back to the mountain.

When he opened his eyes, the tablet glowed and entered Karsha’s forehead. Messages began flashing through his eyes but he ignored them all and focused his attention on Hans.

"I have some questions I would like an answer to. You can ignore them if you think they will harm my Karma" Hans nodded. Karsha smiled and then threw his first question at Hans

"What can you tell me about the world of Trinx" Karsha asked.

"Ha, it has noticed you already, It seems things are moving faster than I expected" Hans sighed and Karsha’s curiosity was piqued. Your next chapter is on novelbuddy