High above the Arthur Empire, two terrifying domains unfurled, clashing against one another.
Two figures stood facing each other, godlike and demonic. Their gazes collided.
Sparks seemed to flicker in the air between them. The space around them began to blur and twist, as though an invisible force were distorting everything.
"Unknown powerhouse, state your name..."
A cruel grin spread across Ankela's face as he looked at Arthur. He seemed excited.
For chaotic Demons, a taste for battle was part of their nature. The moment he saw a powerful opponent, the blood in his veins began to boil.
Of course, that was because he believed his opponent was only in the Legendary Domain.
Had Ankela known that Arthur was not only in the Mythic Domain but might even be stronger than he was, his blood probably wouldn't have been boiling.
In fact, he might well have turned and run.
That was simply how things were.
"You can still leave, if you go now."
Arthur's expression remained calm as he looked at Ankela and spoke in an even tone.
"Big words..."
Ankela looked surprised. He abruptly thrust his right arm downward.
Boom!
A series of sharp cracks rang out as the space around them began to shatter. One blood-red figure after another appeared in midair, thousands upon thousands of them, packed tightly together. They all surged toward Arthur.
It was a nightmare for anyone with a fear of densely packed things.
Arthur's expression didn't change. He raised his head in silence, slowly extended his right arm, and drew the Silver Longsword from his waist.
With a soft click, the silver sword leaped from its scabbard. Silver sword auras filled the sky, flaring like a divine weapon revealing its edge and announcing its presence to the world.
Thousands upon thousands of silver