Childhood Friend of the Zenith

Whoosh—!

The blade sliced through the air with a heavy resonance.

Slower than a sword, perhaps—

But its sheer size and density created an oppressive weight, like a towering mountain descending.

And when wielded by someone beyond Hwagyeong, the blade’s weight turned into devastating power.

BOOM—!

The Blade King’s sword struck the ground.

Crack—!

The solid floor split apart, debris flying everywhere.

It was raw, unbridled destruction—

And it wasn’t over yet.

“Hah!”