"Heh heh, Florida, we meet again!" His eyes crimson, Han Shuo bared his teeth in a savage laugh, as terrifying as a man possessed by a demon.
Once the Bloodlust Realm ran wild, he should have lost his reason and sunk into endless slaughter, utterly unable to face anything around him with a clear mind. However, during his last trip to the Forbidden Land, Han Shuo and the Demon-Slaying Edge had absorbed a tremendous amount of "Sha" power together. That pure power had merged into his demonic infant and seemed to have produced a wondrous effect.
This time, after entering the Bloodlust Realm, Han Shuo sensed the fiendish aura swirling within his body. A large portion of those negative emotions of resentment, fear, and brutality was actually being absorbed by the Demon-Slaying Edge inside him, leaving mostly pure fiendish power swirling around him.
Those negative emotions were the very culprits that had always made Han Shuo lose himself and his reason whenever he entered the Bloodlust Realm. Once the Demon-Slaying Edge absorbed them, his endless thirst for blood and slaughter remained undiminished, but his resilient will allowed his mind to regain its clarity. Unlike in the Forbidden Land, he would not nearly kill the Black Dragon Gilbert without distinguishing friend from foe.
"You won't escape. You must die today! Kill him!" Florida retreated far away. Only when he thought he had reached a safe spot did he speak in a hateful, sinister voice.
"You're still alive!" Ferguson, the Church of Light's Archmage standing on Florida's side, stared at Han Shuo and cried out in astonishment.
"You aren't dead yet. How could I die so soon? Heh heh!" Han Shuo threw back his head and cackled, soaring like a hawk spreading its wings. A thick stench of blood spread from his