Of the same type.
Whether in their foundational systems or their subsequent multidimensional development, physical traits, strange abilities, and even thought patterns, they were remarkably similar.
Heavy chops, sweeping strikes, jumping slashes, one after another...
The Death Scythe's swings carried a deathly corruption, and Ed's sword hand had already been deeply tainted.
The chaotic data released from within whenever the light swords collided had also inflicted severe damage upon Han Dong's hands.
At the 136th weapon clash—
Their already mangled right hands endured the weapons' recoil... and their entire thumbs, along with the flesh of their palms, were completely torn away.
Clang!
Their weapons naturally flew from their hands along with their severed thumbs.
As the Death Scythe fell, it transformed into the Crow Staff and planted itself firmly in the ground.
The data light sword underwent a system reset the instant it left its owner's hand, turning into a handgun with an integrated circuit structure before falling to the ground.
Both were Epic Grade pieces of equipment, highly compatible with their owners... as long as Ed or Han Dong transmitted their consciousness to them, the weapons would swiftly return to their respective hands.
However... returning the weapons took a process and time, while their battle continued.
Neither Han Dong nor Ed intended to recall their weapons.
Crack, crack~ The sound of bones grinding as fists clenched.
The instant their weapons left their hands, both clenched their fists and threw punches at the same time.
The Earl had endured the pain alone and barely recovered.
Driven by hatred for his enemy, he condensed the Blood Hound Arm during the punch.
The crimson fist struck Ed in the face. Its teeth immediately bit apart his facial flesh, even damaging the internal data layer. Obvious green characters floated through Ed's facial muscles,