"Foolish Hero, you're no match for me at all!"
Facing Duanmu Huai before him, the War Emperor raised the Godslayer Sword high.
"The Demon King once told me that Heroes summoned are from worlds devoid of war. Let me show you what a true battle of flesh and blood looks like!"
The War Emperor roared, raising the Longsword and slashed it forcefully towards Duanmu Huai.
"Dark Light Sword!"
A pitch-black beam erupted from the blade in the War Emperor's hand, just looking at it sent chills down one's spine. The way it slashed down seemed like it would split Duanmu Huai in half. Yet, Duanmu Huai didn't even dodge; he stepped forward, and watched as the Dark Light Sword descended from the sky, striking Duanmu Huai's Armor—and then bounced off.
"Eh?"
"Bang!"
This scene clearly surprised the War Emperor, who hadn't even reacted before Duanmu Huai reached out and grabbed his head.
