Arata decisively chose the Nichirin Blade.
What he needed most right now was to maintain his weapon's durability, and this was undoubtedly the most cost-effective option. It could also be used in conjunction with Breath of Water.
"Nichirin Blade: Attachment."
After obtaining the skill, he immediately tried it out.
Just like the phantom that had appeared behind the Terracotta Warrior when he used Demon Bind, a cluster of insubstantial black flames suddenly spread up from the hilt. Once they had completely enveloped the broken blade, faint, blood-red patterns coalesced along its length.
The savage howls of demons rang in Arata's ears, but when he looked around at his companions, none of them seemed to notice anything unusual.
At last, the Horizontal Blade in his hand had completed its transformation.
Arata paused to quietly sense the changes in the blade. It seemed a little heavier than before.
He reached out and flicked the blade with a finger. A crisp metallic note rang out, as if yearning for battle. The blood-red patterns interwoven with the black flames had a uniquely bloodthirsty beauty.
He had a feeling that even though the Horizontal Blade was damaged, once imbued with the Nichirin Blade, its sharpness was no less than that of a chakra weapon stained with blood.
"Lataib."
At his soft murmur, the black flames receded and the patterns faded from view. Everything returned to calm.
With the weapon taken care of, the next issue was the state of mind he had fallen into during battle.
That inexplicable urge to kill and the mounting agitation had nearly consumed him.
And this...
It seemed to have come from a mission.
A mission that had never appeared before!
[Title Mission: Good or Evil]
Mission Description: Standing in this turbulent world with blood on your hands, will you