Chapter 197: A Sword Through the Throat

"Kneel!" Salvatore Warth barked the word. His voice cracked like thunder, and the crushing aura unique to a King Realm Expert surged at Stefan Zimmerman. That pressure was enough to drive even a Ninth-Rank Grandmaster to his knees. Stefan did not move. His face stayed blank. "Nutjob," he said. Whoosh! A violet streak, faster than sight, flashed straight toward Salvatore. "Hahaha! So it really is the legendary Flying Sword! I'll be taking it!" Salvatore's pupils shrank as he shot out a hand...