"They shouted about friendship, bonds, the future, and all that, then charged right in."
Lu PingAn swung the Demon Sword in his hand. Its overly long blade limited its movements, but the Demon Sword's innate, powerful "slash" attribute meant it had no need for any fancy techniques.
Life was meaningless before this bizarre Demon Sword.
Necks, waists, chests—it had no interest in nonlethal areas like arms and legs. Every "slash" attack it made inflicted a fatal wound.
With every decapitation, someone fell.
This was a truly bloodthirsty Demon Sword with a life of its own. It craved life—or, more precisely, blood and souls.
Flesh on the physical level would make up for its deficiencies, while souls on the spiritual level would make it more complete.
Yet the bloodthirsty Demon Sword was exceptionally beautiful. Crescent and full-moon arcs of silver light swept through the surroundings at high speed, elegantly harvesting every life in their path.
Lu PingAn was no longer a sword wielder. He was a beast tamer holding tight to the reins.
The sword possessed no techniques beyond slashing, but for that very reason, its overly long blade gave its wide-range slashes an enormous reach and astonishing killing efficiency.
After its nature as an Abyss Creature was awakened, its composite Abyss traits of "slaughter," "devouring," and "evolution" made it increasingly powerful. Lu PingAn could even feel the "stamina recovery" it fed back to him, allowing him to fight longer.
"Decapitation."
Lu PingAn merely activated its "Decapitation" trait again and again, calmly letting it harvest lives on its own.
Even so, those crystal creatures continued charging at him one after another.
Why? Because of the mountain of crystals gathering within the defensive line.
Countless Yellow Crystals had formed into an egg. Eve inside was clearly doing something. The moment Lu PingAn