Chapter 754 Building Stronghold
In the aftermath of their victory, Aldred's demeanor shifted subtly, a sign that he was delving into deeper, darker powers. With a fluid motion, he summoned the Phantom Doomblade, a weapon that was the stuff of nightmares. The blade, grotesque and pulsating with a life of its own, seemed to throb with the souls it had consumed – over a billion, a testament to its gruesome history.
Rayanor, observing the sword, couldn't suppress a frown. He had seen this blade several times before, and each time, it instilled in him an inexplicable sense of dread.
The Phantom Doomblade was not just a weapon of physical destruction; it felt like a predator, hungering for more than just flesh – it craved souls. Even the mere sight of it made Rayanor's skin crawl, a primal warning to stay away.