"Y-you... what exactly are you?" The man's icy voice carried a tremor as he stared at Han Shuo, who had suddenly become a longsword.
He had followed the Ice and Snow Goddess into battle across the various Planes for many years and had seen all kinds of people and races, yet nothing he had ever witnessed had shocked him as much as this transformation. A human who had been attacking him just moments ago had suddenly turned into a longsword. This completely defied his understanding of the powers of every element, leaving him with an overwhelming sense of absurdity.
Not only humans but even gods were wary of the unknown. Thus, when he discovered that Han Shuo had become a longsword, he, who had never felt nervous since descending to this Plane, truly became somewhat afraid. That was why even his speech had begun to tremble.
"Crack... crack..." Han Shuo, who had transformed into the Demon-Slaying Edge, twisted a few times, shattering the solid ice and chilling the man's heart even further.
"What does it matter to you what I am? Did you think this ice of yours could trap me?" Han Shuo's mocking sneer came from within the Demon-Slaying Edge. Blood-red light flashed repeatedly along the blade, breaking apart the ice imprisoning him, and he flew out.
Han Shuo had forged the Demon-Slaying Edge to be incomparably sharp, and only a few days earlier, it had absorbed the destructive energy of over a hundred thousand Orcs. Its unusual composition made it extremely difficult to imprison.
Gleaming with bloody light, the Demon-Slaying Edge shot toward Han Shuo's main body, which was encased in solid ice. With a sharp clang, all the ice imprisoning his main body shattered. Grinning, Han Shuo regarded the man with an ambiguous smile, reached out, and