Giving You a Chance

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dull booms rang out continuously from the Ancient Weapons, like the roars of an ancient beast, every blast carrying heart-stopping force.

Under the immense impact, the ground instantly shattered. Cracks slithered forward like vicious giant pythons, stretching for a thousand meters before reluctantly coming to a stop.

Swain's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. "It didn't move at all!?"

No matter what, he had never expected his all-out strike to fail to budge the weapon even slightly.

Even a weapon forged from incomparably sturdy Seastone should have cracked under that kind of force.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Then Swain's body turned to mist, becoming countless tiny droplets of water.

The droplets floated through the air, glimmering with an eerie light.

Yet no matter how hard he tried, the weapon remained perfectly sealed, like an impregnable fortress.

A sense of helplessness rose within Swain.

"Still no good!" He frowned tightly, his eyes filled with confusion and anxiety.

What material was this? How could it achieve such perfect defense? There really was a wall in this world that no wind could pass through.

"This is a little troublesome," Swain muttered.

Just then, Poseidon's soul within him spoke again. "Hehehe! Kid, you fell for it, didn't you?"

Poseidon's tone was full of gloating, as though he was not the least bit surprised by Swain's predicament.

"Quit making snide remarks!" Swain showed him no courtesy, his voice brimming with displeasure.

If he had had a choice, he would not have risked the world's condemnation to do this.

"I could tell long ago that that intelligent entity was up to no good."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Swain glared at Poseidon's soul within him.

"Tsk, tsk. Don't I know you, brat? If you could have been persuaded, I definitely would have