บท 318: Real Level

Seth spent a few seconds looking at the weapon in his hand with admiration, and then without giving any inclination to his movements, he activated shadow steps and blurred away.

The next time Seth's dark figure appeared, he was a meter in front of his last location, his sword in a ready position and immediately swinging.

"Boooom" the sound went as Seth's blade collided with a tree, but rather than just slice it in half, he completely destroyed it in a blast of red bloody flames.

Though the sword didn't have that tyrannical property to induce a dominating downward swing, Seth was beginning to find himself appreciating a sword and its flexibility, or perhaps it was the flashiness of the sword's attack that had him going.

Just like with red and black which he had lost, all the sword needed was qi to be pumped into it, and launching an attack was but a swing away.