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Black Sky said disdainfully, "A cheap trick... The Demon World isn't some greenhouse like Earth. Tens of thousands of years of battle haven't been for nothing."
"Is that so?" Hayato said. "I never thought I could take you out that easily."
Black Sky frowned in confusion.
"I was testing the limits of your vessel."
Seeing the smile on the young man's face, the Primordial Demon had a bad feeling.
Hayato tugged at his clothes, exposing his shoulder, then rolled his shoulder joint.
Crack!
It seemed to have dislocated, and a section of stark white bone protruded from his shoulder.
Hayato gripped one end of the bone and slowly pulled it out.
Another bone blade.
The sight sent shivers down the spines of countless observers.
Holding a blade in each hand, Hayato raised an eyebrow at Black Sky. "Have you prepared yourself mentally?"
Black Sky swallowed. For a moment, he had the urge to say, "No."
Hayato had only asked casually. Did he actually need Black Sky's opinion? He raised both hands, and the two bone blades alternated as they slashed down.
One slash, two slashes, three slashes... a hundred slashes...
Pegasus Meteor Street-Slashing Frenzy!!!
Hayato's hands moved faster and faster until only blurry afterimages remained.
"Phew~"
Hayato suddenly lowered his hands, his movements gentle, as though the berserk figure wildly swinging blades just moments ago had been nothing more than a collective illusion.
Truly... frantic as stripping his pants, still as a maiden.
Meanwhile, Black Sky was still flailing his scythe about in a panic. The Death God-style scythe looked impressive, but Black Sky's movements were comical.
It took Black Sky about half a second to realize that Hayato had stopped.
Thick black mist seeped from Black Sky's pale face.
What utter humiliation!
Even if it was only