Chapter 33
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"My Technique…" Lucifer muttered with an otherworldly tone, as a filament of iridescent energy enveloped every inch of his entire being.
The energy intensified, reaching a point where it could no longer be seen by the naked eye. Then, within the depths of the Metal Spiritual Cave, a mysterious phenomenon occurred.
WHIRL!
What appeared to be a sword of unimaginable proportions materialized out of thin air, hovering over Lucifer's head like the divine blade of the gods.
"So this is what my technique shall be… the first tangible proof of my existence beyond that of being a former slave."
He drew the ethereal sword close to his body before searching for the name of the technique that would define him for the rest of his life.
"Sword… Slash… Sword Slash?" Confusion clouded Lucifer's facial expression, thinking that this was definitely not right.
