"Death Angels Blade," He said and attacked.
The white fire blazed across his blade before suddenly started melting and covering the blue sword; more and more fire began to come out and melt on the blade, forming layer after layer of this compressed fire.
The fire is not melting, but it is getting compressed to such a degree that it looked like it is melting.
His Death Fire is already powerful, and now he is compressing it layer by layer on his blade; I couldn't help but marvel at this move of him. It is going to be very powerful, and I will have to use little something to deal with it.
'Old Set,'
I said inside me, and strength begins to fill every part of me; the power is amazing. I still remember the shock I got when I first experience the power of 'Old Set' after I reach the King Stage.