(Two chapters combined)
Seven black afterimages merged into one, and as the Shura Long Sword was sheathed,
it seemed as if the air itself shattered like glass.
Crack, crackle.
There were no other sounds; extremely fine red lines appeared on the body of the Strangling Demon Snake, which had yet to react, holding the Big King Snake Spear. One of those red lines diagonally crossed right over its chest.
Then, as the piercing wind blew by, the colossal mecha body, nearly thirty meters tall, disintegrated in an instant.
The myriad yellow Mecha Mirror Images vanished from sight, leaving only the scattering of metal fragments from the air.
The only reflection in their pupils was the black mecha, cloaked in a scarlet waterfall, and in the hands of that mecha... the sheathed long sword!
This!
This?
All those fortunate enough to witness this unparalleled strike lost their voices collectively.
