983 Memory

"Midnight? That's not too bad a name, I guess," Godslayer said. "But it will never beat mine, Godslayer."

"That's arguable," Alex said softly.

"Try me. See how strong the sword is," Godslayer asked.

"Sure," Alex said and poured his Qi into the sword. The turned black once again, matching its name. 

Then, Alex tried swinging it around. "Wow, I actually think it is heavy," he said. "It's been a while since I thought something was heavy."

"Quit looking at the weight and try out the skill in the sword," Godslayer said.

"Oh, there's a skill?" Alex was surprised. He poured in more Yin Qi and sent out a slash toward the wall in the distance.

Suddenly, a black slash was released from the sword, stronger than what Alex's cultivation base could release.

"Wow, that feels strong," Alex said. "That isn't your skill, but the sword's skill right?"