Death
This slash even slowed the wars erupting all across London by a second.
Simply watching Hell Blade Burial from several thousand meters away brought a faint ache of dread, not only to the enemy forces but even to the aberrant demons.
Malone's attack was indiscriminate, pure destruction.
It directly caused the geology within a five-mile radius to collapse, the ground caving in.
Along with shattered rock layers and vast amounts of Metal Sand.
They fell into the Underground Mine that Arms Company had once mined dry... the largest Yium ore reserve on Pandora Planet, once known as Yium Ore Paradise.
Malone, holding the Tyrant Warblade, landed steadily on a stable platform roughly five hundred meters underground.
Blade Emperor was not far away.
More precisely, it should have been "Blade Emperor's remains."
Clang!
Ryuumei Masamune was embedded in the ground.
Then came a series of crackles! Blade Emperor's completely crushed limbs fell one piece after another.
Every limb landed right atop the throne hung with seven Famous Swords.
Malone, who had used Hell Blade Burial, was also somewhat weakened.
However, he naturally would not miss such a perfect opportunity to defeat the enemy king... He forcibly suppressed the Blood Qi surging within him and charged forward with his blade.
Who would have thought.
Just as he closed within ten meters.
The scattered limbs, forcibly linked together by Sin Threads, rapidly assembled into an arm that grabbed Ryuumei Masamune and slashed at him... and the power was not diminished in the slightest.
He took it head-on!
A demonic palm blocked the strike, its fingers tightly gripping the incoming blade.
That slash forced Malone back a hundred meters.
Strange Sin Threads continuously seeped from the bone-deep gash in his palm. Beyond the pain, there was also an odd sensation, as though something