At Jiang Chen's words, several figures emerged from nearby. They wielded Thin Swords, wore Black Battle Robes, and donned masks. They were clearly The Fallen.

Angelina hid behind Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen chuckled. "Are you following me? You'd better give me a reason not to kill you."

"Kid, it's just your bad luck you offended someone."

"Someone wants your head."

"Quit the chit-chat and get on with it."

The men slowly drew their Longswords, ready to act at any moment. Jiang Chen activated his Dragon Slayer skill, holding The Fallen in no regard. Unless they were powerhouses like Siyuan, they wouldn't cause Jiang Chen any concern.

The Fallen's attacks were strong, but their defense was weak.

Magicians can cast magic shields to protect themselves. Similar to Magicians, The Fallen could also use True Qi to form an external Protective Shield. This True Qi was very strong.

Facing their attack, Jiang Chen willed it, and Three Hundred Sword Auras struck out simultaneously...

Five of The Fallen died instantly. Their protective True Qi couldn't withstand Jiang Chen's Sword Qi Attack, leaving one alive, crawling on the ground with a blood-drenched right leg.

Jiang Chen did not kill him but spared his life instead.

The surviving Fallen looked in horror as Jiang Chen approached.

Jiang Chen said, "Little Na, stop his bleeding."

Angelina cast a Healing Art on him, but the wound didn't close and continued to bleed.

"Huh, why didn't it work?"

"Just as I thought," Jiang Chen mused. "The Fallen can't receive healing."

Jiang Chen asked, "Which organization do you belong to?"

The Fallen snorted defiantly, "Hmph, you think I'll tell you?"

"Killing you is as easy for me as crushing an ant. You should know, I am a Swordsman."

"Humbly submitting to the All Gods, I will tell you nothing!"

With a thought from Jiang Chen, several more swords pierced The Fallen's limbs. He sighed. "I'm a man who greatly prefers peace. I know you accepted the Orc Alliance's mission to kill me for money."

"You think it's just for the money?"

"Then what else?"

"Because of your identity."

"Is there something wrong with my identity?"

"Of course."

"What's wrong?"

"You're a Swordsman."

At that moment, Jiang Chen was dumbfounded.

A Swordsman? Does being a Swordsman warrant death?

Jiang Chen smiled. "So, you kill Swordsmen on sight?"

"Precisely."

"We all use swords. Why must swordsmen make things difficult for other swordsmen?" Jiang Chen didn't understand why they had to kill each other.

"It seems you know nothing."

"If you tell me, then I'll know, won't I?"

"Alright, I'll tell you. Besides the reward for killing you, there's another reason. Our leader once met a Prophet who said that a Swordsman would emerge on the Continent of All-Gods, and this Swordsman would be the grave of the Wanderers."

"Now you know why we want to kill you!"

Jiang Chen's brow furrowed deeply.

Damn it, you Wanderers believe the words of a Prophet? Then why don't you join the Continent of All-Gods? What's the point of being The Fallen?

Jiang Chen nodded. "Who's your boss?"

The Fallen snorted, his disdain for Jiang Chen's question clear.

"I respect your decision."

WHOOSH... Several Sword Auras penetrated The Fallen's chest, killing him instantly. Killing them felt truly awful, but it was necessary.

Jiang Chen had never intended to be enemies with The Fallen.

After all, they all used swords.

Jiang Chen was lost in thought, a vast conspiracy seemingly unraveling before him—the feud between Swordsmen and The Fallen.

He pondered for a while.

This wasn't right either. Siyuan and Ba Jie were also The Fallen, yet they hadn't mentioned this. There were only two possibilities: either they were unaware of the Fortune Teller's so-called prophecy, or they were intentionally concealing it. Intentional concealment seemed unlikely. After all, Ba Jie had taught him mind regulation and how to strengthen his spiritual power, clearly treating him as a friend.

Angelina asked worriedly, "What exactly is going on?"

"I don't know either. But I'll go to the black market tonight and see what I can find out."

"I'll come with you."

"No need. Just wait for me at home. I'll go alone."

"I'm worried about you."

"And if you come with me, then you'll feel I'm safe?"

Angelina lowered her head. "Have I become a burden to you?"

"What are you thinking? Come on, let's go level up."

For the entire day, Jiang Chen focused on killing monsters to level up. Level 70 monsters couldn't withstand his attacks at all; it was pure slaughter.

By day's end, he had slain several hundred monsters. His experience increased by 500,000. Compared to the 7,000,000 experience points needed, this wasn't even a tenth.

Watching the moon rise, Jiang Chen sighed. "I really miss the days of big battles. A single sword strike back then would yield several million experience points. His experience points would skyrocket... But now, without major battles, he could only diligently hunt monsters to level up."

「The Black Market」

Jiang Chen put on a mask and went to the tavern run by The Fallen. He walked straight in and ordered some grilled meat. The Servant was the same one who had followed him before. Upon seeing Jiang Chen, the Servant immediately reported to the tavern matron.

When the Servant brought a plate of grilled meat, Jiang Chen said, "Have your tavern matron come down. I have business with her."

"On what grounds?"

Jiang Chen drew his sword and placed it at the Servant's neck. "I'm not here to kill. But if I wished, no one here would survive."

CLACK. CLACK. CLACK...

Jin Yunxi said, "Leave."

The Servant turned and left.

Jin Yunxi walked over to Jiang Chen and looked at him coldly. "What do you want?"

"You sent someone to follow me last time. I won't hold it against you. What I want to know is the grudge between Swordsmen and The Fallen. And what's this about Swordsmen being the grave of The Fallen?"

Jiang Chen calmly ate his grilled meat, waiting for Jin Yunxi's answer.

Jin Yunxi slowly poured a glass of wine. "Actually, you are also considered one of the Wanderers."

"What do you mean?"

"Hundreds of years ago, when the rift appeared and Demonic Beings invaded the world, a group of people left the Human World in search of the truth and the means to resist the Demonic Beings."

"Those who left did not submit to the All Gods but chose their own strength. The Curse God then placed a curse on them."

"Cast out from the embrace of the All Gods, they were called The Fallen."

"Those who didn't leave sought refuge with the Alliance of All-Gods. They were able to change professions through the awakening ceremony and resist the Demonic Beings. You are their descendants."

"Fundamentally, we are all the same kind of people. Haven't you noticed we all have black hair?"

Jiang Chen believed her.

They did indeed all have black hair; blonde, blue, or curly hair was rare.

Jiang Chen asked, "What does this have to do with my question?"

"The Swordsman profession is an occupation derived from our combat style. Only those descendants can awaken to this profession, and it exists only in the Human World."

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment. It seemed to be true.

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