Saint Weapon

Chapter 1629 - Saint Weapon

Shi Feng's complexion darkened at the sight of the rusted longsword descending towards him.

Although Tier 4 existences were capable of tearing apart space with their attacks, this required a considerable amount of effort. Yet, the Tyrant's Soul's rusted longsword achieved this feat with seemingly no effort on the Mythic monster's part. This meant that every one of the Tyrant's Soul's normal attacks would carry power equivalent to that of an ordinary Mythic monster executing an all-out attack.

As the rusted longsword descended, a black seam cut at the golden barrier that appeared around Shi Feng.

Boom!

Along with a loud boom, a powerful gale surged into the tower's surroundings. The players standing outside the tower lost their footing once more.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"Is a Mythic monster really that powerful?"