Dual Blade Magician from Another World

Chapter 119 Past Grudges

Seeing that familiar face in person, a past that he didn't want to recall came to Jiadilo's mind.

The burly man in black robe in front of him was named Bron, and he was a good brother of Jiadilo when he was in the army.

The Valenci Empire had been at war for years, and it was in such an environment that Gadilo grew and rose rapidly.

Until he became a leading general with the powerful strength of a magic warrior, and Braum was his captain of the personal guard and also had the strength of a third-level magic warrior, always guarding him.

Although Braum is not as strong as Gardilo, he is also brave in battle and loyal.

The two have a close relationship, like brothers, and often drink together and talk about everything. This Pro City was also the place where Braum was the first warrior to step onto the city wall as a pioneer.

There is nothing wrong with Braun being a brother, but he has a fatal flaw: he is lustful. After taking over Pro City, he celebrated with his men by drinking heavily.

Although Jiadilo repeatedly emphasized military discipline and prohibited disturbing the people, the drunk Bron still rushed into a local noble mansion.

After killing several angry men who resisted in the mansion, the blood stimulated the drunken Bron, who raped and killed several young women in the mansion while laughing. This incident immediately caused a sensation in the post-war Pro City.

The nobles who were bullied in this way found Jiadilo and asked him to severely punish the murderer, otherwise they would use their connections to find powerful officials in the Valenci Empire to handle the matter.

At this time, General Jiadilo needed the support of local nobles and had to strictly enforce the military discipline he set.

I can only bear the pain and arrest Braum to the military hall!

By this time, Bron was sober and knew that he had made a big mistake. He knew what kind of military punishment he would face, and he was so scared that he was shaking like a sieve.

After being tied up with iron chains and taken to the military hall to kneel, Bron looked at his elder brother, General Jiadilo, with a pleading face, begging Jiadilo to spare his life for the sake of their past relationship, and he would make amends for his crime.

However, under pressure from all sides, Jiadilo, who was sitting on the high platform in the army, suppressed his inner grief and ordered that Braon be whipped with a hundred fire vine whips and then executed.

The Fire Vine Whip is a whip made from vines in the Monster Forest. It contains toxins and when it is whipped on the human body it will cause pain like a burn and leave a mark. It is meant to teach those who make mistakes in the army a lesson.

Jiadilo couldn't bear to hear Braum's wailing, so he suppressed his grief, gave the order, and turned to leave the camp.

Braon was tied to a pillar in the camp by the military disciplinarian and whipped severely. The pain brought by the fire vine whip was so painful that Braon felt deep in his soul. Instead of reflecting on the sins he had committed, he resented Jiadilo, whom he regarded as his brother, for not sparing his life.

When the executioner had been lashed for more than seventy times, a sudden rainstorm began. The military discipline officer and the guards stopped the execution and retreated to a tent nearby to avoid the rain.

But after an hour when the rain stopped, they found that Braum had disappeared, and the chains that bound him were broken into several sections and thrown on the ground.

The military disciplinarian immediately reported to General Jiadilo and led his men to hunt down Bron. Bron, who was severely injured by the whip, fled for four days and was finally caught up by the pursuers on a cliff.

Outnumbered, Braum finally had no more power to escape. At the moment when he was about to be captured, he jumped into the bottomless cliff.

Jiadilo, who was not willing to take action, witnessed the whole process. He glanced at the cliff and ordered his troops to return to the camp.

From then on, Jiadilo was also named the lord of Pro City, and there was no news of Braum from then on. Everyone thought he died in the depths of the canyon.

But now, seeing Braum standing in front of him alive, and looking at the whip marks on his face left by the Fire Vine Whip, Lord Jiadilo felt mixed emotions. He wanted to explain something, but then he silently closed his mouth.

But Braum on the opposite side seemed to have endless resentment ready to burst out, and said with a ferocious look: "Jiadilo, you can't imagine it, right? You can't imagine that I'm still alive, and you can't imagine that I'm the same warrior level as you, right? Haha..."

"For so many years, I have always wanted to come back for revenge and come back to see you, the lord of Pro City who came to power by betraying your brothers. The whip marks on my body have been preserved until now, just to prevent myself from forgetting the hatred of the past. Today, I will step on you and scratch your hypocritical face!" Braum laughed like a madman.

Lord Jiadilo looked at his former brother and finally just sighed in melancholy. He then stopped answering and his aura suddenly changed. He pointed the tip of his spear and stabbed at Braum.

When Braum fought with Jiadilo again, he found that Jiadilo's gun was more than twice as fast. His brass knuckles were short-range weapons and he was completely unable to get close to him. Several times, he was almost pierced in the throat by the gun tip. The fear in Braum's eyes became even greater, and sweat even broke out on his forehead.

After escaping death by jumping off a cliff, Braum joined Xuezhao by chance. He quickly improved his strength through secret techniques and finally broke through to the level of Great Demon Martial Master last month. Eager for revenge, he couldn't wait to join this action.

But the current fighting situation made him realize that Jiadilo's strength was at least at the second level of the Great Demon Martial Artist.

He was filled with resentment, but he was increasingly exhausted from dealing with Jiadilo's elusive spears, and his body was already covered with scars of varying sizes.

He was too familiar with Jiadilo. Jiadilo had a family-transmitted yellow-grade martial art, the Star-Breaking Spear, which he had not yet used. If he used it now, he would surely be defeated.

He knew too well the power of the Star-Breaking Spear, because Jiadilo had passed on to him a set of family yellow-grade martial arts, the Star-Breaking Fist, which benefited him throughout his life. Jiadilo's family martial arts were truly powerful.

When Braum saw that Jiadilo's purple dragon spear was becoming increasingly purple, he could no longer hold back and shouted at the black-robed group on the ground, "Elder Jace, why don't you take action?"

After hearing this, Jiadiluo was shocked and looked at the battlefield below. He saw a black light flying out from the black-robed camp on the ground and quickly enveloped his body.

No matter how Jiadilo used his body skills to dodge or pierce with his spear, it was useless as the black light quickly entered the body of the City Lord Jiadilo.

City Lord Jiadiluo's body swayed in mid-air, and he seemed to be trying very hard to control his body in mid-air. He looked at the black-robed man below with an ugly face, gnashing his teeth and shouting, "Despicable!"

There was a hoarse and strange laugh, and a hunched-backed man in a black robe slowly hovered in the air. Asura, who was hiding in the shadows below, recognized at a glance that this was the man in the black robe who had made the offer diagonally in front of him.

Unexpectedly, he was also a powerful warrior at the level of a great demon warrior or above. No wonder no one escaped from the underground among so many powerful warriors. This made Asura very grateful for his choice at that time.

I only heard Jiadiluo shouting angrily: "Who are you? What did you do to me?"

Maybe it was because it was dark, but Ashura always felt that black magic patterns appeared and disappeared on the face of the Lord of Jiadilo, and even the purple dragon spear in his hand dimmed a little...