{Golden Body} has been deactivated...
The monotone voice of the system was like the omen of his death.
'Crap!'
The {Scale of The Abyssal Flame} was now extremely heavy. Cain could feel the violent ki and devil essence in his body rushing into the blade like a broken dam. At the same time, the crimson runes on the surface of the blade shone even brighter.
Meanwhile, the creature clutched its severed arm and started at Cain with anger and madness brewing in its glowing red eye sockets.
A putrid black fluid flew out of the stump left behind, but the creature didn't seem to be bothered by it. It placed its arm back, and Cain watched grimly as the creature tried to attach its arm back.
Cain took this much-needed period of respite to take a glance at the blade in his hands...
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{Scale of the Abyssal Flame}: [Weapon]