"Master, Mr. Johnson, help me!" The Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian was terrified. It had never imagined that such a harmless-looking plate could possess such monstrous strength.
William didn't even glance at the Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian, and he made sure that only Amy and he could hear its pleas.
He had no intention of saving the Sword Spirit of the Sword of the Abyssal Guardian.
You reap what you sow, who else could it blame?
Amy was startled by the Sword Spirit's cry for help. This Sword Spirit had always boasted in front of her about how incredibly powerful it was, claiming to be unmatched and invincible in the universe.
It talked up a big game about being the second strongest divine sword in the universe, right after Poseidon's personal sword.
Why was it calling for help now?
