Having deactivated the Catastrophe Prison Warden status, Wen Wen wiped his hands and picked up the short sword with some anticipation.
It felt heavy in his hand, after all, it was merged from the weight of more than a dozen daggers. However, for Wen Wen, this was just perfect since he had previously found his original weapon too light.
After twirling it a couple of times, Wen Wen chopped towards the handle of a dagger, which broke off cleanly in response.
"I didn't use much strength, and the sharpness of this short sword should be even greater than that of an antique dagger—not a bad payoff for my trouble," he said.
Next, Wen Wen closed his eyes. The energy from his blood-red heart formed a strange cycle, and a thin layer of black energy covered the blade.
When he swung the sword, it even made a sound as if it were slicing through the air!