Chapter 894- Simon Vs The Three Kings (5)

Saying all that, Gil-Garna unsheathed the huge bastard sword on his back. At that instant, as if coming alive, the sword made a gurgling noise. The sword handle sprouted teeth and bit onto the ogre king's flesh.

KIEEEEE~ it made some strange beast like noise before quickly growing in size. In the blink of an eye it was more than the size of the wielder himself.

"Feast your eyes at one of the ancient swords named Flesh Eater"

At one glance, the sword seemed too mismatched and impossible to be swung around. However, Gil-Garna was not your average ogre either.

Using some skill that he had been hiding up until now, he quickly grew in size. Gil-Garna extended his hand and grabbed the sword which now perfectly fit in his hands.

"Extreme Rend" the Oghre Kign did not exchange any more words. Having finished giving his one sided monologue, he shot towards the demon like an arrow being shot from the bow. His speed betraying his huge size.