With a sharp, decisive crack, the blade snapped in two.
The moment it broke, the vitality within the blade visibly began to fade.
If the blade had previously been a young man in his prime, it now resembled an old man at death's door who had also broken his leg.
The red light that had been flickering so frequently dimmed, and continued to grow fainter.
Somewhere beyond his senses, Randall seemed to hear a wail, but when he listened closely, he heard nothing, as though that earlier sound had been an illusion.
Looking at the blade broken in two, Randall sighed regretfully.
The ability to feed vitality back to him had been quite appealing.
But unfortunately, this damned blade had a mind of its own. This treacherous blade is plotting against me!
He couldn't keep such a serious threat at his side, so he could only reluctantly give it up.
Who would have thought that things would take a turn the very next second?
The red light on the broken blade had now completely receded, leaving it utterly dull.
The red patterns on its surface gradually faded as well.
Once those patterns disappeared completely, a ball of red light suddenly flew out of the blade.
It wasn't fast, but it happened so suddenly that it gave Randall a fright.
He hastily stepped back, but when he realized the red light was about to fly away, he panicked, hurried forward again, and tentatively released his qi.
Blocked by his qi, the ball of red light darted around like a headless fly.
Seeing that his qi worked, Randall relaxed.
He quickly controlled his qi to bind the red light.
Studying the ball of red light, Randall extended his Observation Haki to examine it carefully.
Then he discovered that he had discovered nothing...