William just stood there, his eyes fixed on the Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian.
He didn't reveal any of his own energy aura,otherwise, if the Sword Spirit sensed the presence of William the Obliterator, it might have knelt down on the spot.
William the Obliterator, after all!
Even Poseidon would call him master!
How could a mere Sword Spirit dare to speak loudly?
But now, not sensing any terrifying aura from William, the Sword Spirit thought he was just an ordinary deity.
How many deities had the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian frightened to death?
"You! State your name, for I do not slay the nameless!" the Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian haughtily declared, casting a disdainful glance at William.
William lifted his Grosse Messer with a smile and said, "Little Sword Spirit, don't you find your words a bit laughable?"
