Midnight Crystal (Part 64)

Whooooooooooooosh.

The white projectile slammed into the sword, lighting everything up with a bright flash and causing the sword to start actively spinning trying to absorb the impulse.

Oskar's eyes went wide as his sword came dangerously close before plunging sharply into the wall. The wide blade went deep into the cold stone, right next to Osark's face, leaving a long scratch on his cheek.

"F-Fucking hell..." Oskar gulped, a chill ran down his back and goosebumps covered his entire body. Never in his life had he been so close to death.

Adam narrowed his eyes staring intently at Plague Reaper, who didn't bother to do anything further.

'I see... Considering he threw the sword and used such a move, he wanted to kill Oskar right here and now. However... he doesn't do anything, which means he doesn't have any ranged attacks in his arsenal.'