Under the terrifying power, I could kill someone with a mere raise of my hand. It was an absolutely frightening force. But faced with the boundless undead, I was somewhat helpless as well. Every swing brought a terrifying attack. My steps remained slow, yet carried extreme steadiness. Sweeping, swinging, killing.
My attacks were always that simple. Whether they were fragile undead or powerful Warriors, they were completely helpless before my Demon Blade Muramasa.
And so I continued onward, while the undead around me had already given up resisting.
Soon, I arrived before two Thunder Gods. Looking at them, I said, "It's time to end this."
"Bastard!"
"You're underestimating us too much."
In their fury, the two Thunder Gods displayed astonishing strength. But when the lightning struck my body, it was all absorbed into the Demon Blade Muramasa in my hand.
I indifferently shook my head. Their attacks could no longer cause me any harm.
In the next moment, the Demon Blade Muramasa came slashing down. The two Thunder Gods still fell before me.
Just then, lightning surged crazily into the Demon Blade Muramasa in my hand. I felt that the blade had become scalding hot and could not help throwing it away.
At that moment, the Demon Blade Muramasa flashed with a glimmer of light. Immediately afterward, its entire body was completely enveloped.
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Lightning rampaged around it. Before the surrounding undead could even approach, they screamed and turned into fragments one after another. At that moment, I silently watched. I already understood that after absorbing the power of the Eight Thunder Gods, the Demon Blade Muramasa was no longer what it had been.
It was about to break through its own limits and reach another realm. At that moment, all the undead stopped. They suddenly knelt on