The cold gleam froze, and the rushing wind abruptly stilled.
He had effortlessly locked that powerful downward slash between two fingers, leaving it utterly immobile.
"Why bother?"
Solomon spoke slowly, his tone level, with a hint of knowing mockery.
"Edgar should have told you long ago that my defenses are extremely strong. Your physical attacks alone can't break through them."
Beneath his mask, Black Noir's brows suddenly knitted, shock filling his heart.
His ambush had been fast, precise, and ruthless. He had built up his strength for a long time and attacked from a tricky angle. It should have been flawless, certain to catch his opponent off guard.
Yet he had never imagined Solomon's perception would be this sharp. Without even turning around, he had caught Black Noir's sword barehanded through anticipation alone.
After a brief moment of shock, Black Noir quickly composed himself.
Fine. So he could catch it.
He had never expected to kill Solomon with an ordinary slash from a single sword.
Just as Solomon had said, physical attacks could not break through top-tier defenses. They were meaningless.
The next second, Black Noir raised his hand and slammed his palm against the sword's pommel!
Bzzzt-!
Violent high-voltage current instantly erupted from the sword's core. Blue arcs writhed and leaped across the entire blade, racing along the metal toward Solomon's fingertips, seeking to paralyze him with an electric shock and break the stalemate.
Solomon released his fingers with the motion, used the momentum to take two steps forward, and slowly turned around, his expression calm, without the slightest panic.
"Hiding electricity in your sword to catch me off guard. Not a bad idea."
He remained utterly unperturbed. The moment Black Noir appeared, he had precisely detected the fluctuations of electrical energy hidden in the hilt.
Ordinary high-voltage shocks