Chapter 41: Blood Sword
The rain continued to intensify, followed by strong winds and thunder, which was becoming worse with every passing second. More and more thunder started to strike the ground.
After staring at the sky for a few minutes, I turned to Little Black, who was still staring at the sky. When I looked inside the carriage, the young girl and woman were covering themselves with blankets. Their bodies were still shaking.
System, tell me, is this storm caused by the people following this girl?
Yes, Host.
I looked again into the sky, thinking of a way to deal with these people. After wasting a few more minutes, I took out the small sword, my gaze fixed on the sky. I raised my hand using that so-called One with the Sword talent, with this divine sword.
A strange yet familiar, blade-like, sharp energy was flowing in my body. This energy quickly moved into the sword. It was like a black hole devouring all my energy. I even used Origin Flames to recover myself, but it continues to devour energy like a black hole.
I almost stood for 2 minutes, raising this sword in my hand.
’Fuck, it was so embarrassing, even little black was laughing at me. These immortals will definitely pay for this embarrassment, just you wait, mfs till I come there.’
Finally, it was done, as I swung my hands, a long, silver white dazzling arc appeared in the sky, all the clouds vanished from the sky, and the sky became clear again. Everything ended in an instant.
’Good’
After appreciating the clear sky for a bit, I came inside the carriage again, falling asleep.
In the meantime, the whole upper realm, which was like ruins, not even a single life was there. Wherever the eyes go, only ruins and dead bodies remain a mark of destruction. In the most luxurious palace, which was also split into two, lay hundreds of bodies, with fresh blood coming out of them, and in front of them was a throne that looked like it had also been chopped into two, with man sitting on it was chaos divided into two his eyes wide open.
In the sky, a shadow of a sword still remains visible. Suddenly, amid all these ruins, A bloodied figure lunged at the sword shadow in the sky. Its crimson wings covered the sky, and its hands were covered in crimson scales, blood dripping from them. His chest has a long wound; the red scales around his chest had already fallen, maybe because of the sword. He was carrying a hideous smile, blood dripping from every corner of his body.
"Finally, the time has come, the long-forgotten river of blood will flow again, the chaotic blood sea will appear again. Haha... this world shall be dyed in red again. Haha..."
A crazed laughter echoed in the whole realm, and all the blood from dead bodies flew into the air, creating millions of small rivers of blood in the sky, while that colossal bloodied being became the sea, devouring all the blood. His crimson scales are becoming brighter and brighter, his shining like crystal, ancient runes started emersed on his scales like blood carving. Every single part of his body carries its own life.
Finally, the bloody figure moved, his hand grabbing the sword shadow, which changed the fate of billions of souls in this realm, and was confronted head-on by this crazed demon.
As his hand touched the sword, they split open, and blood streamed down from them, creating two blood fountains that were crashing on the broken ruins below.
"Aahh..."
A loud cry of agony rang in the sky, completely opposite to the deadly silence filling the world. But the demon didn’t let go of the sword, his hand tightening more and more as his blood started to cover the sword’s shadow like a parasite clinging to its host.
A slash mark continued to appear more and more on the demon’s body, his scales falling from the sky like meteorites, turning the world even more hopeless. Even though the demon was only confronting the sword shadow after it had already destroyed the whole realm using most of its power, he was still unable to suppress it. This shows the true horror this sword’s original body carries.
The demon didn’t let go of the sword, no matter how much he had lost, still wasn’t able to get the edge on the sword shadow, but instead of accepting defeat, it was becoming more and more berserk, as if it didn’t care about consequences.
Time continued to pass, the demon was still struggling to suppress the sword shadow, but was becoming more crazed with every passing second, his whole body was wrapped around the sword, while Blood and crimson scales continued to fall from the sky.
Finally, after an hour of struggle, the demon’s body only remained half of its original size, and a crack started to appear in the sword’s shadow. One after another, more and more cracks appeared. Demon’s crazed laughter filled the sky, while his body was being torn apart, he was still enjoying this pain, just to shatter this sword’s shadow.
Suddenly, a loud explosion took place, blood falling from the sky like a tide sweeping away everything in its way, turning the whole realm into a blood sea while the broken shards of sword shadow floating in it slowly moved closer as if alive.
Once all the pieces came together, they again formed the sword. It was shadow-like but made of blood, shining like that demon’s scales, while covered in similar runes, like that demon’s scales.
Once the sword was thunder cloud-filled the sky, while the rain of thunder came crashing directly on the sword. But it didn’t cause any harm to the sword; it remained unaffected even as millions of lightning strikes struck it.
Slowly, the cloud vanished, and the sword remained unaffected amid all this chaotic storm. After a few minutes, the sword moved, turning towards the grounds and splitting them in two, creating a way to the lower realm.