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"They're screaming about friendship, bonds, the future, and whatnot, just charging over..."
Lu Ping'an waved the Demon Sword in his hand, its excessive length limiting its trajectory, but the sword's innate strong "Beheading" Property required no sophisticated techniques.
To this bizarre Demon Sword, life meant nothing.
Necks, waists, chests—it held no interest in relatively non-lethal parts like arms and legs; every "slash" was aimed to kill.
With each beheading, a "person" fell.
This was a truly bloodthirsty Demon Sword with a life of its own, yearning for life, or more precisely, thirsting for blood and souls.
The "flesh and blood" of the physical layer would mend its flaws, while the "soul and body" from the spiritual realm made it more complete.
The bloodthirsty Demon Sword was exceptionally beautiful; with each half-moon and full-moon shaped silver arc, it harvested life around it rapidly and elegantly.
