805: Chapter 805 is completed; the assessment is passed.

With a roar from Gis, he suddenly swung his sword.

Terrifying fire elements were released, transforming into a massive orange-red "light wave" that slashed down fiercely from above Gis's head toward Caesar as he swung his blade.

Meanwhile, Caesar's figure had already emerged, surrounded by earth elements. A thick, earthy-yellow barrier blocked all the previous attacks on the outside.

Now, seeing the descending orange-red beam, his gaze narrowed slightly; the power of this move did not seem weak.

Though he praised it slightly in his heart, his hand movements did not falter for a second.

Hum! An incredibly reassuring power of the earth erupted from Caesar's body. A thick, earthy-yellow glow burst forth, but it wasn't dazzling; instead, it appeared quite dull.

Yet, those who saw it didn't think it was "weak." On the contrary, it felt like an incredibly reassuring and steady power!

It was just like a taciturn father who seemed "omnipotent."

Boom!!!

The orange-red beam fell, enveloping Caesar. Immediately after, a massive explosion rose along with soaring flames, the diffusing fire making the air warp and distort.

Intensely hot fire elements were running rampant.

“It’s not over yet!” Gis’s eyes narrowed. Lightning flickered on his sword as purple lightning elements gathered.

Lightning and fire intertwined!

He was preparing to trigger an elemental reaction!

This was his even stronger ultimate killing move! Thunder-Fire Blast!

“Alright, stop!” Laurende shouted out.

Gis froze for a moment before snapping back to his senses.

Oh, I'm conducting an assessment, not a duel, a practice match, or a life-and-death battle.

Gis stopped his hand with some helplessness. It was rare to encounter a Magic Swordsman no weaker than himself, and one who focused primarily on swordsmanship at that. This sudden stop really left him feeling unsatisfied with the fight!

But it couldn't be helped; an assessment was an assessment.

There was plenty of time ahead. In the coming days, wouldn't Black Stone City have one more Caesar!

A top-tier Magic Swordsman—they could talk later! There would be plenty of opportunities.

With that thought, Gis didn't feel so disgruntled anymore.

After the explosion dissipated, Caesar's figure slowly emerged, revealing that he was still completely unharmed.

The thick earth elements slowly retracted and settled.

“It's over just like that?” Caesar asked with some confusion. He had naturally heard Laurende's words.

“Yes, it’s over. Congratulations, you’ve passed the assessment. From now on, you are a top-tier Magic Swordsman certified by the Magic Swordsman Guild! In a moment, I'll have Gis take you to handle the follow-up procedures and issue your certification,” Laurende said to Caesar with a slight nod.

Caesar had already proven his strength.

Facing Gis's attacks, he had blocked them all. Furthermore, his swordsmanship attainment was not at all inferior to Gis's, and his physical constitution was very strong in all aspects.

Even though Caesar hadn't even struck back, his terrifying defense and swordsmanship alone were already incredibly fierce.

The people around were no fools; they naturally knew that Caesar's strength was terrifying.

Moreover, since the Magic Swordsman Guild had no objections to him passing the assessment, no one else would either.

Furthermore, just because Caesar had only revealed great swordsmanship and that thick, steady earth element which provided an infinite sense of security, one shouldn't assume Caesar was just a clunky turtle shell without strong offensive power.

Quite the opposite—this was exactly what made a Magic Swordsman so formidable!

The earth element was not just an element for taking hits!

Heaviness, stability, and inclusiveness were just some of its characteristics.

The power of the earth was no joke!

Even if Caesar only specialized in the earth element, no one would dare to take his sword strike lightly. Or rather, quite the opposite! Precisely because of Caesar's terrifying earth element, others wouldn't dare to take his sword head-on.

Because with this one strike, you might feel like you're being hit by a falling mountain!

The earth element could make this sword strike incredibly "heavy." With one hit, what might have been a ton of force could become ten tons, a hundred tons... if you truly dared to take it head-on, then you really deserved to be called Rebecca.

Oh, you don't know what a Rebecca is? It's a type of jam.

After taking it head-on, you could also add a "-chan" suffix to your name.

Yes, in the literal sense.

Caesar also hadn't expected this assessment to be so simple and direct. By comparison, the assessments in his world seemed somewhat terrifying.

Because those were assessments watered with fresh blood.

However, the pass rate was very high because if you didn't truly meet the standards in all aspects, your mentors or instructors simply wouldn't allow you to take the assessment.

Even so, the assessment in his world still didn't reach 100%. Even with a pass rate of over 80%, the mortality rate upon failure was also very high—nearly 99%.

In other words, for every assessment, only success was allowed; failure was not an option.

The consequence of failure was basically death.

Aside from acting stupidly, most assessment failures were due to accidents.

But accidents weren't rare; they were actually frequent!

After all, the Hell and otherworld invasions in his world didn't give humanity space for stable development, nor would they let humans grow comfortably.

The price was high, but the results were also very rich.

Basically, every single person in Caesar's world, regardless of age or gender, and regardless of profession, possessed extremely powerful strength. At the same time, they possessed the ability and decisiveness to handle various matters and emergencies.

In Caesar's world, a class was just a personal inclination, not a fixed path.

For example, archers or hunters—did you think they only knew how to shoot arrows from a distance, apply poison, and set traps?

Once you finally managed to close the distance with great effort, you would find him pulling out two short blades, or perhaps using a sword-bow, dealing tons upon tons of damage.

A few would even use specially made bows to whip you. Those bows had unique designs; not only could they fire arrows, but they could also be held in hand as melee weapons, looking similar to specialized melee arms.

Of course, these types of people were relatively few. After all, that kind of bow was too conspicuous; one look and people would know you weren't weak in melee and would be prepared.

But there were advantages too—it would make enemies more cautious and afraid to close in easily, allowing you to rain down arrows for long-range strikes.

Unfortunately, this was all theoretical. Most of what the practitioners in Caesar's world faced were "brainless" or rather, death-defying monsters and creatures of Hell...

Caesar sheathed his sword, and Gis walked over.

“This battle wasn't satisfying enough. Let's find a time another day to have a proper fight!” Gis said to Caesar.

“Sure, that works.” Caesar nodded with a smile and accepted.

The surrounding people also gradually dispersed. They had seen enough of the excitement and now knew that a new top-tier Magic Swordsman had arrived in Black Stone City!

Another new "powerful figure" was rising!

Of course, Black Stone City also became more "secure." After all, an increase in high-end combat power gave Black Stone City more confidence.

This world was not a safe one either.

Wars, invasions, Demonic Beast tides, remnant Demon Realm armies, cults, and so on—a whole host of dangers.