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The short earth elemental practitioner from earlier suggested killing them all. Although cruel, no one raised any
obvious objection.
After a few gunshots, more wronged souls were added to this sword tomb.
Philip finally reached the end of the line. He squeezed out a drop of blood and slathered it on the stone tablet.
The words on the stone tablet kept changing before finally staying on level ten.
The sword at the top of the stone flew out and landed right in Philip’s hands. Although the commotion was small,
some attentive people still noticed.
Someone exclaimed when they saw this, and for a while, everyone who had been paying attention to the injured
looked at this young but powerful and handsome man.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe women winked at Philip, while the men wished they were Philip. As for Philip, he held the sword and wondered
if the stone tablet could not assess level 11.
If others knew what he was thinking, they would probably praise his conceit.
Philip said to everyone, “Thank you for your concern. I shall humbly accept this reward.”
Seeing Philip being so courteous, everyone congratulated Philip for getting the sword.
When Philip returned to the Montana Alliance team, he received another wave of blessings and congratulations.
Even a few who were cursing him just now congratulated Philip with fake smiles plastered on their faces.
Elder Whitmore’s sword talent was level six, and he got a sword that was as clear as water.
“I’m old, and sword practice will be wasted on me. It’s better to leave it to the alliance master.”
With that said, he put the sword beside Claire.
Carter slowly opened his eyes, his pale and chapped lips wanting to say something.
However, Philip stopped him, “You don’t need to say anything. I understand.”
Philip roughly understood what he wanted to say. He wanted to know where Claire was and how she was doing.
“Let me help you…”
Philip took a little dried blood from Carter’s wound and walked steadily to the stone tablet.
A drop of water formed on Philip’s fingertips to dissolve the blood scab, then he touched the stone tablet. The
words on the stone tablet stopped at level eight. Philip glanced at the listless Carter and shook his head with a
smile.
“Your sword…” Philip handed the sword he got from the stone to Carter.
Carter grinned weakly and held the sword tightly in his hand.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElder Whitmore moved Claire’s stretcher to Carter’s side, and he also briefly told Carter about what happened.
When Carter heard about Claire’s sudden outburst, he looked sideways at his childhood sweetheart who always
made things difficult for him and shed a tear.
“The two of you should just get married right here,” Philip said helplessly.
“I almost forgot about you.”
Philip pricked Claire’s fingertip to get a drop of blood and walked up to the stone tablet again.
“Level ten!” Philip was surprised by the result, but there were no more swords of that level on the stone.
The stone tablet exploded suddenly, and there was actually another silver sword hidden inside the stone tablet.
The sword did not fly to its owner but just lay there quietly, waiting for someone to take it away.
Philip said in astonishment, “If Claire and I had taken the test first, would the people behind have beaten us to
death?”
When Philip took the sword away, he accidentally touched the stone in the center. The indestructible stone turned
into powder, and the remaining swords scattered all over the ground. Below this stone was a staircase leading to
the abyss.