Gaze
The blade reflected the strange violet moonlight, making its own eerie purple glow even brighter.
When Qin Ran brought the sword down with both hands, [Words of Arrogance] not only tore through the air with a roar like a Category Twelve hurricane, but also shredded the illusion of ten thousand people being massacred.
Boom!
The illusion shattered like a bubble beneath sunlight with a pop, but a deafening explosion rang out at the same time.
The massive blade of [Words of Arrogance] pressed tightly against the rusted longsword, driving even Bulweir's feet into the ground.
SS+ Strength had not reached Entry Rank.
But it had long surpassed the limits of ordinary humans.
Moreover, Qin Ran held the absolute advantage from above.
Thus, without any doubt, Bulweir was forced into a disadvantage.
Not only were his feet driven into the earth by the immense force, but even his internal organs suffered a tremendous impact.
Yet Bulweir did not care in the slightest.
The High Priest grinned at Qin Ran.
Immediately, bloody froth uncontrollably spilled from his mouth, staining his snow-white teeth red before running down the corners of his lips and dripping below.
However, the drops of blood did not fall to the ground. Instead, defying all common sense, they flew toward the rusted longsword.
The blood seamlessly merged into the rusted longsword.
Bzzzz!
The rust-covered sword suddenly let out a tremor.
The crimson rust instantly shook loose and shot toward Qin Ran like arrows launched from powerful bows.
Fast.
And completely unexpected.
But this was not Bulweir's killing move.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Amid the sound of tearing air, a glint of cold light flashed.
The sword that had been covered in rust a moment ago now gleamed as if brand-new. Not only was there not a trace of rust