I Became a Demon Sword and Traveled the Anime Worlds

Genos stared at Sonic with an icy gaze.

It was obvious that he could not stand him.

Unfortunately, he also could not do anything about him.

Even so, Genos could not resist mocking him.

"A person who relied on a sword to become strong actually has the nerve to eat here?"

Sonic immediately shot back, "Still better than being a tagalong like you who hasn't gotten stronger at all."

After saying that, he sat down on the tatami without the slightest shame and placed the Special Grade Kobe Beef on the table.

Saitama hurriedly sat down as well.

He quickly put the beef into the hotpot.

Watching the thin slices of meat roll through the boiling broth, Saitama's gaze was completely captured.

Inside the sword, Asuramaru immediately reminded Sonic, "Don't you want to annoy Saitama? Look at how much he's staring at that slice of beef."

A single hint was enough.

Sonic smiled wickedly and moved.

In the blink of an eye, that translucent slice of beef had already landed in his bowl.

Saitama, who had been excited just a moment ago, froze in place.

Inside the sword, the system notification rang in Asuramaru's mind.

[Ding! Negative emotions detected from Saitama. Gained 100,000 emotion points!]

Well done, Sonic!

Seeing Saitama's expression, Sonic laughed even more happily.

Unfortunately, he only succeeded one more time after that.

Once Saitama got serious, his speed became completely unreasonable.

Even Sonic could do nothing about it.

After giving up on stealing more meat, Sonic asked curiously, "Speaking of which, I've always wondered about something."

He looked at Saitama.

"Why are you so strong? Do you have some special training method?"

At the mention of this, Saitama, who was happily eating meat, became interested.

"You want to know the secret to my strength too?"

He sat up a little straighter, his expression serious.

"Then listen carefully."

Sonic had not expected Saitama to actually answer.

He immediately leaned in to listen.

Then he heard Saitama say with complete seriousness, "First, the most important thing is perseverance. It took me three whole years of training to become this strong."

"The training method is simple."

"One hundred push ups."

"One hundred sit ups."

"One hundred squats."

"And then a 10 kilometre run."

Sonic stared at him.

His face clearly said, Are you kidding me?

"Saitama."

His voice sank.

"Do you take me for a fool?"

Saitama also looked helpless.

After all, he had truly become strong that way.

He had even gone bald afterward.

He had said it more than once, but no one ever believed him.

"I'm telling the truth."

Sonic looked at Saitama, then at Genos.

Finally, he asked in his mind, "Asuramaru, is this true?"

Faced with this question, Asuramaru could only answer honestly.

"It is true."

"All of it?"

"All of it."

Asuramaru's tone became rare and serious.

"He has already broken his limiter, and he is growing stronger every moment. You could say that the Saitama of the next second will always be stronger than the Saitama of the previous second."

"In this world, he is absolutely invincible."

"Even a god cannot contend with him."

Hearing this for the first time, Sonic fell silent.

To him, it sounded like a fairy tale.

A ridiculous fairy tale.

But since Asuramaru had said it, Sonic had no choice but to believe it.

Looking at the bald man sitting in front of him, Sonic finally gained a clear understanding of Saitama.

Absolute invincibility.

But after thinking about it again, Sonic's eyes narrowed.

It was only invincibility in terms of strength.

After the meal ended, Sonic returned to his own apartment.

Inside the sword, Asuramaru, who had just made a fortune, could not wait any longer.

"System, I want to draw."

The moment he spoke, the system immediately displayed the three types of draws.

Asuramaru chose the Diamond Draw without hesitation.

"Give me ten draws first."

Since the drop rate had been so good last time, it should be fine this time too.

[Ding! Consumed 100,000 emotion points. Beginning Diamond Ten Draw!]

[Congratulations on obtaining: Thank you for participating.]

[Thank you for participating.]

[Thank you for participating.]

[Master Slayer.]

[Master Slayer: After activating this ability, bad luck will descend upon the Sword Master.]

Hearing the description of this ability, Asuramaru felt that he probably would not need it.

But the system notification had not ended yet.

[Thank you for participating.]

[Thank you for participating.]

[Diamond Grade Buff: Twice the Result with Half the Effort.]

[Twice the Result with Half the Effort: After this buff is applied, the Sword Master's training efficiency will greatly increase.]

[Thank you for participating.]

[Thank you for participating.]

[Thank you for participating.]

Asuramaru no longer cared much about the later failures.

Getting two abilities from one ten draw was already not a loss.

Moreover, one of them was a buff that could increase training efficiency.

That ability was perfect for Satoru Suzuki, who was currently working hard on his cultivation.

The scene shifted.

Under the dark night, with his back to the moonlight, Satoru Suzuki stood alone in the courtyard.

He held his sword with both hands and repeatedly practiced the sword techniques he had learned over the past few days, trying his best to master them.

It was not strange that he felt urgent.

He had also seen that press conference.

The Asuramaru in Sonic's hand had already been exposed.

What about him?

He had been lucky this time, but who could guarantee that he would not be discovered next time?

Because of that, he had to do everything he could to become stronger.

Only then could he protect Asuramaru from being taken away.

But at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.

Sensing the newcomer, Satoru immediately turned around and gripped his sword with both hands.

"Who's there?"

His voice became cold.

"Don't hide and sneak around."

"Relax. I'm not your enemy."

When the figure stepped out from the darkness, Satoru finally saw who it was.

A handsome face.

Long dark blue hair.

That elegant and almost unnatural presence.

The newcomer was A Class Rank 1 Hero, Amai Mask.

Seeing him, Satoru sheathed his sword, but confusion and tension remained in his eyes.

"Amai Mask? What are you doing here?"

He glanced around.

"Are you looking for Atomic Samurai?"

"Don't misunderstand."

Amai Mask stepped forward calmly.

"I came specifically for you."

As he spoke, he continued approaching.

"Don't be nervous. I have already roughly guessed the identity of that sword of yours."

His gaze landed briefly on the sword at Satoru's waist.

"After all, I have been watching you for a long time."

Seeing Satoru's expression tighten slightly, Amai Mask waved his hand.

"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

His voice remained calm.

"I have no unnecessary thoughts about that sword, nor am I interested in taking it."

"My purpose in coming here has been you from beginning to end."

Satoru truly did not understand.

He came for me?

What does that mean?

"Then what do you want from me?"

Amai Mask scanned the surroundings.

After confirming that there was no issue, he turned back and spoke solemnly.

"Then let us not waste time. I'll get straight to the point."

"You should know that our world has already undergone two major revolutions."

"The first revolution occurred when many ancient nations on Earth slaughtered each other over resources. That conflict eventually led to world war, caused a massive population decline, and ultimately resulted in the creation of a unified nation."

"The second revolution came with rising sea levels. Harmful organisms began to spread wildly, forcing humanity to concentrate together. From that disaster, the nation grew once more."

Amai Mask's gaze became deeper.

"And now, we are standing in the middle of the third revolution."

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