Chapter 127.
"My god! What did you send us to?" The Blood Fiend stared at the blade in Dax's hand, already regretting that he'd ever touched it. " This — this man is an abomination."
Dax brandished Cil at him, the blade humming with something close to delight.
Why do I feel so much hatred from this sword? Blood Fiend thought, retreating a step. It's like it wants to leave its master's hand and kill me itself. Who is this man? And why is he able to wield such a terrifying weapon?
It just makes me want it so badly. So much more.
I envy this bastard. I see what his talents are — how they changed the fate of the Blood Emperor, increased his glory. And now he has a blade that rivals the heavens.
Is he just favored? Or is it merely luck?
I hate him. I want to kill him so badly.
Dax didn't give him a moment to finish the thought. He brandished his blade toward the boy's neck again, cutting at his skull in the same breath. In a matter of seconds, he'd landed thousands of strikes.
