Chapter 151: Ch 151 : Weakness
The black sword, its surface covered in cracks, shimmered with a deep, chilling glow.
Just a single glance at it was enough to evoke a bone-deep coldness that seemed to stem from the very depths of one's soul.
Noel stared blankly at the Judgment Sword in Edolas Noel's hand, a complex and indescribable emotion spreading through his heart—bitterness, nostalgia.
He had never expected to see this sword again.
Thirteen years ago, that family had used this very sword against him.
But in the end, they had underestimated the power of a God, and the sword had been blasted into a dimensional rift.
Yet now, thirteen years later, this very same sword had somehow found its way into the hands of his counterpart in Edolas, once again standing against him.
(What a... truly unfunny joke.)
With a sigh, Noel suppressed the emotions welling up inside him.
His purple and blue pupils quietly studied Edolas Noel.
"I didn't expect you to possess the Judgment Sword. With such a weapon in your hands, it's no wonder you wield such formidable power."