An hour later, on Eisenla's main street.
Su Xiao stepped over the chest of a Darkguard, the waning moonlight in his hand already stained with black blood.
He had fought his way here from the eastern part of the city and had lost count of how many Darkguards he had slain. Conservatively, there had been more than five thousand. He had obtained no World Source and no Treasure Chests. The only benefit was that the waning moonlight in his hand had grown increasingly sharp.
Black patterns spread upward from the waning moonlight's guard. By now, they had spread twenty centimeters. About four-fifths of the sword remained before it would be completely covered.
These black patterns were made of 'darkness'—the very thing the Daughter of Sorrow had purified.
As the area covered by the black patterns gradually expanded, the waning moonlight grew sharper and sharper. When the entire sword was wrapped in black patterns, it might undergo some kind of change.
The 'soul' of the waning moonlight was burning. That was why it could inflict such tremendous damage on the Darkguards. In sixteen hours, however, it would be permanently damaged.
Faced with this situation, Su Xiao would of course swallow the waning moonlight with Dragon Slayer Flash before it was completely ruined, lest it go to waste.
If the blade of the waning moonlight were completely covered by the black patterns, it would become even sharper. Su Xiao was uncertain whether this would further increase Dragon Slayer Flash's Edge Value, but it was worth trying.
Besides, Su Xiao had to continue clearing out the nearby Darkguards. Accumulating the black patterns was merely something he could do along the way.
Crack, crack...
The Darkguards' corpses were as brittle as charcoal. Su Xiao had only gone a dozen meters farther when a rapid