The World Master Demon narrowed his eyes, focusing on the oddly shaped blade in Emrys's hand.
Unlike any common weapon, it emitted a chaotic fluctuation. Moreover, this chaotic fluctuation caused the demon World Master to have an illusion of standing directly in the abyss, waiting to be swallowed by a giant mouth descending from the sky.
A sense of unease crept over them as the blade distorted the space around it with every slight movement.
He soon came back to his senses and started sweating profusely. He was damn sure this deformed sword was no ordinary weapon.
Furthermore, there was that familiar aura.
"It is the aura of the abyss. Is that an abyssal weapon?" The demon World Master squinted his eyes and wondered. For a moment, he could not understand how a human not only obtained an abyssal weapon but also was able to use it.
After all, even they, as demons, could not use abyssal weapons. In fact, being other than Abyssals could never use an abyssal weapon.
Why?
