Trial 3 completed!

"How incompetent! I never should have trusted the Eternal Brush family," A man whose face was covered with a smiley mask spoke in disdain.

A girl with blue hair was standing in front of him with a cold look in her eyes. If dawn was here he would have instantly recognized this girl.

She was none other than Ellora however her previous charming smile was nowhere to be seen.

After reviewing no response from the girl in front of him the manak man continued to speak," I am giving you this last chance if I don't…,"

After speaking those words the masked man suddenly stopped and looked at Ellora with blood-chilling coldness in his eyes.

Ellora didn't say anything and merely nodded, the masked man snorted and disappeared.

With the man's disappearance, the scenery around Ellora crumbled like broken glass and Ellora appeared back in her room.

"Dammn! this fucker," Ellora punched the floor with all her strength, she could help but curse.

Ellora hated this haughty bastard with every cell of her body, she had forgotten the count of how many times she wanted to kill this guy.

She was already trying her best to find the remnants of the first Abyss invasion, but she had to accept she was running out of time.

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With a gentle touch, Dawn jumped down the sword in his hand suddenly transformed into a 10-foot-long sledgehammer.

Ah! Dawn utilized all the strength that he could muster and smashed the hammer on the road.

Boom! A little shockwave was instantly produced pushing the zombie Down to the ground.

Dawn wasn't going to give the zombies a chance to gain their footing, instantly the hammer in hand transformed and turned into hundreds of bullets that pierced the fallen Zombies.

He moved without stopping, another mana sword formed in his hand, the zombies were finally starting to fight back but Dawn was fortunate although the Zombies were at the peak of body refining they didn't seem to know any offensive attacks other than mindlessly biting.

The zombies were like hungry sharks that smelled the blood, they had started to rush in his direction like a never-ending tide.

But Dawn didn't mind the numbers as they were without a leader, their attacks were haphazard and the terrain was to his advantage.

Dawn eyes dark black eyes shined and the length of the sword in his hand increased, practically turning into a pole.

Dawn slashed the sword horizontally in a sweeping motion turning everything into its nothing more than mangled body parts.

A 10-foot area around Dawn was devoid of any Zombies, more Zombies came rushing forward to fill the space, but Dawn's sword was like a meat grinder turning everything into shreds that came in his vicinity.

Dawn found the speed to be unacceptable, he wanted more speed, more power.

the sword was starting to get heavy and the sword to thin practically turning into sharp wire.

Dawn's Unique skill absolute Combat mode started to automatically work helping him using the weapon that he had formed.

The 10 feet extremely sharp thread-like sword started to gain insane speed in Dawn's hand leaving after images behind.

Slowly the area around was covered with black that was rotating around Dawn with him as the center.

However, the Zombies continued to rush.

A smirk appeared at the corner of Dawn's lips, he poured more mana into the sword, the length of the sword started to increase.

2 meters!

5 meters!

10 meters!

15 meters!

Dawn finally stopped when the sword reached 15 meters, the veins on his arms bulged. If he dared to increase the length any more he himself wouldn't be able to control the sword.

But the Dawn was satisfied by his handiwork, everything in the 15-meter vicinity around was reduced to rubble. Houses made of concrete, poles of steel, cars, anything else that came in the sword's path were split in half.

And don't even talk about the Zombie bodies that have started to pole into the ground forming a huge hill. Zombies tried to climb the hill but failed miserably.

A circle with a 15-meter diameter was huge. Zombies were going to take a lot of time to fill the space even with their huge numbers.

After 15 minutes Dawn Was starting to feel tired managing the fifteen-meter sword was taking a huge toll on him.

Dawn sighed and the sword vanished from his hands.

Dawn looked at the sight of an Absolute bloodbath and carnage.

A contemplative expression appeared on his face.

"Was this the meaning of cultivating," Dawn thought in his head.

Dawn was barely a stage one cultivator but he had already killed almost a hundred thousand beings, when he reached a higher realm how this number was going to be?

Dawn was mentally and physically tired, he wanted to rest and eat his favourite food.

However, Zombies didn't care about Dawn's mood; they rushed towards him even after the fact that thousands had been killed by Dawn.

Dawn looked at the zombies rushing in his direction and butchered zombies under his feet.

He directly summoned Barbarians and found himself a good place to sit down.

Portals after portal opened in midair from which Barbarians jumped out one by one.

Their body was even more muscular than before, the peak of their biceps was even more defined.

"Were they working out," A strange thought appeared in Dawn's head only for a moment.

The 4 feet sword in his hand reflected the gentle sunrays of the morning sun.

Dawn closed his eyes and silently ordered the Barbarians to kill every Zombie in sight.

Roar! 120 Barbarians roared in acknowledgement and charged toward zombies in every direction.

Like 120 well-trained soldiers that had been through thousands of battles, they swept the battlefield.

Dawn didn't play any more to them, he only opened his eyes when he felt the ruin in his sea of consciousness shimmering.

Dawn got up and stretched his body before looking at the ruins in his sea of consciousness.