The Strongest Lightning

"Nameless, I know you have an unusual sword that cannot be broken. I hope you will use it during our fight." Reidar said with a serious look as he pointed his katana at Wain.

"Sure. I'm not crazy enough to fight a dangerous swordsman like you with my bare hands, in which case I might actually lose." Wain smirked, showed the back of his palm, and used energy.

The jaw-shaped seal glowed brightly as a thick stream of darkness burst from it. It gradually thickened and turned into a long black sword with several ancient runes on its blade.

By that point, there were only three seconds left before the battle began.

"Ah... This sword looks like a weapon that a simple blacksmith created, but I feel that it is a masterpiece of historical level." Reidar said in a calm voice while looking at Gladius as for a moment a madness smile appeared on his face.

'Wain... Be careful, there's something wrong with this guy.' Gladius uttered in a worried manner.