Colins had already warned Jest that if he were to use his sword realm during their battle, he would be drowned in the chaos.
He actually meant that in the literal sense.
"Damn."
Jest muttered, his expression contorted in shock. There is just no way he could have seen something so unfathomable yet beautiful come from a swordsman.
Surging behind Colins is a sea of swords, so chaotic and beautiful that one wouldn't even be able to decide whether they should run away or toward it.
"How does this make any sense? There is just no way anyone can survive this," Jest muttered, finally realizing he had underestimated Sword Emperors. He had been too arrogant in thinking that learning a few sword realms made him undisputed.
However, what he is seeing now is just out of this world. It is like he was seeing the end of him, but strangely, considering how beautiful the sword sea was, he just couldn't help hoping it came quickly enough.
