"The demonic sword will not easily acknowledge its host. Give up, Thorn."
"Hey, hey, hey, do you know what you're saying? Don't you find it ridiculous to beg for mercy from the man who took your weapon, Akame!"
Thorn, with a sinister smile, approached Akame step by step, completely disregarding the purple light emanating from the sword in his hand.
However, the next second, Thorn felt an invisible, heavy pressure pressing down on his right hand.
The force was so powerful that it paralyzed the nerves throughout his entire right arm.
Looking up, the eerie light emanating from the demonic sword seemed to coalesce into a ghostly face, resisting its use.
"I don't believe anything..."
Just as Thorn was about to overcome the immense pressure and forcefully lift the demon sword, the next instant felt as if a searing, scorching sensation had surged into his heart and lungs.
A searing pain spread to every nerve in his body. Ji felt a sudden surge of strength throughout his body, and his vision went black. It seemed as if he was about to lose consciousness from the pain.
"The Demon Blade only accepts those who are devoid of emotion and ulterior motives. Someone like you, with too many worries, will not be accepted by the Demon Blade."
"Tell me, aren't you afraid I'll abandon all other thoughts and kill you?"
"It's alright to tell you, because people's hearts don't change. You are you, Thorn."
"What did you say?!"
Akame's words pierced Thorn's pathetic pride like needles, yet every word she spoke was true. The more Thorn was enraged by Akame's words, the more intense the pain he felt from that ominous demonic sword.
While Thorn endured the pain, Akame seized the opportunity, rushing forward in a single stride and then leaping lightly and nimbly, clamping Thorn's neck with her scissor legs.
Thorn wanted to swing his sword at Akame, but as soon as he raised his hand, his body felt like it was being torn apart by five horses, and an extreme pain, as if all his muscles were being ripped apart, surged up.
Helpless, Thorn had no choice but to drop his demon sword and attack Akame above his head with both hands. Akame, however, rolled over, caught his Demon Sword Murasame, and mercilessly slashed Thorn in the abdomen.
"Ugh!!!!!!"
With just one strike, Thorn's defeat was sealed; this was the power of the Demon Sword Murasame.
"I really underestimated you. You don't even need a sword; your physical skills are already among the best in the empire. Have you been clinging to old feelings all this time? Heh..."
Akame sighed deeply and looked silently at the thorn before her.
" Akame, I still love you the same as before--"
Thorn's body is about to turn to ashes in the wind; this is the inevitable fate of those who have been slain by the Demon Sword Murasame.
Before his death, Thorn made a heartfelt confession to Akame. This was not unusual, and even Akame understood that Thorn loved every strong person he admired in the world and would kill them one by one.
May those you loved have a peaceful end in their next life.
Akame simply uttered these words, her beautiful black hair swaying back and forth in the air, but her heart remained as calm as autumn water.
Only with such a detached heart can one control the almost limitless power of the Demon Sword Murasame.
A gust of wind blew, and the thorns vanished.
"I need to find Lubbock right away... I wonder how he is now--"
An upright-looking young man was prostrate on the west side of the residence of Bolic, the deputy of the Path of Peace leader.
Although he was crawling, his actions were far too blatant.
Because apart from internal personnel, ordinary people are not allowed to approach this area. If someone insists on entering without permission, they must obtain the consent of the leader or Bolic himself.
For example, beautiful young girls personally selected by Bolic could freely enter this area and willingly become Bolic's playthings.
This upright-looking young man, Lin Feng, was certainly not someone who could come and go as he pleased.
This appearance was created by Lin Feng using his ' Form Transformation ' ability.
If she wanted, Lin Feng could easily transform into a stunningly beautiful woman, making Bolic fall in love at first sight, and then sneak into the room to easily kill Bolic.
But this was too disgusting. Lin Feng just wanted to let Bolic know that he didn't need any tricks to deal with him; absolute violence alone could send him to the deepest hell.
After walking a couple of steps from west to east, Lin Feng encountered a familiar face.
---- He was a young man with mottled blue hair and dark skin, and like Lin Feng, he had a lean and capable physique. He was Wave.
"Halt! Who goes there?"
Wave yawned. He had come here as the deputy of the Four Rakshasa Demons, and he was assigned to guard the west side where Lin Feng had invaded. Naturally, he would not let any strangers go unchecked.
Lin Feng looked at Wave's suspicious gaze, then simply reached out and gently wiped his face with one hand.
Lin Feng 'Lin Feng pupils peeked out from between his fingers, their original bluish-green color turning into a blood-red hue. Staring into them for a long time seemed capable of driving one insane.
" Lin Feng..."
Wave smiled faintly. They had agreed that Wave should turn a blind eye to Lin Feng's actions.
Go quickly and come back soon.
Upon hearing Wave's words, Lin Feng collapsed into a dark shadow, wandering dozens of meters across the ground, all the way to the small house where Bolic was.
From outside, Lin Feng could hear the voices of a group of girls having fun with Bolic.
"Lord Bolic, are you satisfied with my service? Or do you prefer my performance yesterday?"
"If it were you, Lord Bolic would never be satisfied. Lord Bolic only favors me more."
"What a man, living a life of debauchery and debauchery."
Lin Feng thought to himself, but no matter how carefully he paid attention, the only presence in the room seemed to be those of the girls and Bolic himself.
What about the other Four Rakshasa Demons '? Are they all absent from work?
Although he didn't know why, Lin Feng still disguised himself as a strange young man and slowly pushed open the door from the outside.
Because of his battle with Esdeath, too many people have seen his shadow form, and using his shadow abilities to attack will inevitably implicate Wave.
Upon opening the door, Lin Feng was initially slightly surprised, but then looked at the scene before him with great interest.
"This is truly remarkable... How can someone conceal their presence so well?"
He hadn't noticed anything outside the door, but as soon as he entered, the first thing he saw was a burly man with a full beard, and behind him was a woman with a graceful figure, her body wrapped in bandages.
Neither of the two exuded any aura; they were simply staring blankly at him. But Lin Feng knew that this lack of aura was actually a sign of power.