The voice of the immature liquid metal life-form was still very tender. In order to emphasise that its request was legitimate, rational and reasonable, it had made four tiny fists and was ceaselessly waving them about. It was obvious from this how strong the desire in its heart was.
The Evil Sword Apophis seemed to have sensed a danger that was akin to the threat from an arch-enemy. It immediately retracted all its energy back inside itself. Even Sheyan's hand was no longer being burned. Right now, the sword looked no different from a common weapon with its simple and concise lines that had no unnecessary embellishment or decoration. Everything about it was made for the sake of simplicity, practicality and efficiency.
Its information soon emerged in front of Sheyan.
[ Lieutenant General Blood Sword/Evil Sword Apophis (Perfect Evolutionary Mutation/High-Tier) ]
[ Origin: Nightmare Realm VII ]
[ Attack Power: 250~700 ]