<h4>Chapter 672: Chapter 672: Surpass the Sword Emperor</h4>


    Eren didn’t answer the question right away. He used Identification to check the information on the man before him.


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    Name: ????


    Level: ????


    Description: ????


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    "Hmm?"


    A secret appeared before Eren, but it didn’t give any useful information to him at all. This was the first time that even the name of the person was filled with question marks in the identification screen.


    Looking at the screen, Eren’s bad feeling was further solidified. The person in front of him was not someone that he could handle alone.


    Even if it was the Ice Maiden Pce, he could at least find a way to leave. But this man was clearly different. He even knew the Sword Emperor, and managed to guess a link in between them.


    "I will ask you again. What is your name? And what is your rtionship with that man? Why do you carry his sword?"


    The man’s voice had a soothing effect which somehow calmed Eren’s racing heartbeat. The man was dangerous, but so far, he hadn’t disyed any hostility.


    He looked back to the updated quest, which had only asked him to withstand the will of the King n Progenitor. Did it not mean that he had to fight and survive? Could it mean something else?


    Since fighting that man felt like an impossible task, Eren took a different and friendly approach.


    He joined his hands together, and greeted the celestial man.


    "Greetings to the Senior. My name is Eren, and I came here to ept your Legacy."


    "You wanted my legacy?" The corner of the man’s lips crept up. He seemed more amused than surprised.


    He casually nced at his tombstone that was lying on the ground, clearly not where it was supposed to be.


    Eren smiled wryly, feeling a little embarrassed that he had pulled out the tombstone. He wondered if the man knew that he was trying to steal his corpse?


    "It seems that man didn’t send you here," the celestial man said.


    Eren wasn’t sure why the man was so certain about it. If he was sent by the Sword Emperor, would he have a different approach?


    "Fine. I have been quite bored recently. I will give you an opportunity to inherit my legacy." He waved his hand, and the misty sky cleared up.


    Eren raised his head, and saw the cracks in the sky, that were the only constant in this world.


    "Do you see the sword marks in the sky?" the man asked.


    "So they really are sword marks?" Eren had a feeling that the cuts in the sky were made with a sword, but this was the first time he had received a confirmation.


    Just what kind of person could have left these sword marks that didn’t disappear even now? Only one name came to his mind when he thought about it. It was the Sword Emperor.


    "If you can leave even a single mark in the sky that surpasses the ones that are already there, I will grant you my legacy. But if you fail, you will have to stay behind forever to keep mepany."


    The man reached out his hand, and a paper materialised before Eren.


    "If you agree to the deal, then you can put your blood on the binding document. Once you do that, no one will be able to break the contract, no matter the oue. Even if I were to break this contract, my soul will forever disappear, never to reincarnate."


    The man had not only offered him a deal, but he even bought a treasure that could bind a celestial soul as powerful as his. If even that soul couldn’t break the contract, then wasn’t it the same for him?


    The contract was a double headed sword, especially since he didn’t even know if he could seed.


    Despite that, Eren bit his finger and left his blood on the document that disappeared in the void. Still, Eren could feel its presence like a scythe against his skin.


    "You have seven days. You can give it as many tries as you want within these seven days."


    The man crossed his arms, and looked forward to the performance of the youngsters who had managed to receive the sword of that man.


    Honestly, he knew that no matter what Eren did, he was going to fail. That’s why he gave this test to this youngster. How could someone as weak as him create a sword mark that was stronger than the ones created by the Sword Emperor personally?


    Even if Eren had the same sword, it didn’t matter much at all. At the end of the day, it was less about the weapon and more about the skills of the person.


    ’Not seven days. I only have three hours. If I don’tplete it, then my descent skill will...’


    In his eyes, there was no difference between seven days and three hours at this point. If he couldn’tplete it in three hours, then seven hours were just as useless for him since he was on a timer by the system.


    He raised his hand, and summoned the Sword Emperor’s Sword. The sword mark on his arms started shining, and soon a sword materialized in his hand.


    "So I was right. This is that man’s sword." The man’s eyes nced at the sword in Eren’s hand. Even the scratches on the sword were the same as he had remembered.


    "I wonder how he would feel when he finds out this child’s soul has been enved by me. All it needs is for him to fail, which is inevitable."


    The man wasn’t even the slightest bit worried that Eren would seed. After all, even the current Patriarch of this n wasn’t strong enough to leave simr marks in the sky of this realm.


    Eren wasn’t even in the demigod realm, let alone beparable to that man.


    "Once you lose, and are forced to stay behind with me, I will find out all your secrets. An eternity is enough to make anyone go crazy after all. So forward to it, child," he mumbled, while sitting on his tombstone.