Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

When that azure barrier appeared and blocked his sword attack, she already sensed a different aura.

After the explosion, a melodious male voice rang out.

"The King of Swords, is this a grand welcoming ceremony?"

"It seems I need to return the welcome with the same level of hospitality to make it a proper welcome."

That's right, the man who looks all ragged and tattered is none other than the Sword King Salvatore Tony.

Liliana and the original rulers of the Copper Black Cross.

Tony's eyes lit up instantly. The thrill of the unknown even overcame his instincts as a god-slayer, and he focused his gaze on the man standing on the building.

"Let me see the level of a so-called god-slayer."

Standing atop the building, Makoto Haramura narrowed his eyes slightly, and a red sword engraved with black patterns appeared directly in his hand.

Then, with a gentle wave.

"Om-!"

The buzzing sound, almost piercing eardrums, resounded throughout the world.

Just like the clear dividing line between light and darkness at sunrise, the red full moon, which separated heaven and earth, cut through countless buildings and pierced through space, and came directly to Tony.

"If we continue like this, we'll die."

This was the only thought in Tony's mind at the moment. He was certain that if he took this attack now, he would die.

The body of a god-slayer could not withstand it.

and so!

Tony's expression turned serious, and he raised the sword in his right hand high.

Starting from the fingertips, the silvery-white streak meanders upwards until it reaches the arm—thus, the human hand, composed of flesh and bone, is replaced.

The gleaming silver-white metal hand evoked the feeling of a masterpiece crafted by a master artisan, pouring all their passion and life's blood into its creation.

"—I hereby swear."

"I will not allow anything that I cannot cut to exist. This sword can cleave and sever all things in the world. This is the invincible one."

From Tony's mouth, he uttered the words of power that symbolized the activation of authority.

A massive surge of magical power erupted and coiled around his steel sword, imbuing the steel with extraordinary properties, transforming it into a unique demonic sword.

—Power: "Torn Silver Hand".

The crimson moon-like sword energy, so close yet so far, and the silver-white blade gleaming with a sharp, cold light, collided in mid-air as Tony swung it forcefully.

"boom--!"

The world has cracked open.

Chapter 301 Scattered Across the Sky

—Power: "Torn Silver Hand".

The power that Tony currently possesses, and which he seized from Nuada, the king of the Danu tribe worshipped by the ancient Celts, is the strongest power he has ever acquired and the power he first obtained.

In fact, you could say that all his current powers and combat systems are built around this power.

"So strong, it actually blocked my attack."

Tony's eyes were practically sparkling with excitement.

"Then, my dear friend, let me see what your true power is."

Why is the Earth Mother Goddess, who is a disobedient deity, with a god-killer?

Such matters are no longer within Tony's considerations. Right now, nothing is more important to him than quelling his inner fighting spirit.

Tony laughed loudly, making the steel magic sword dance in his hand, and then thrust it straight at Haramura Makoto.

"Interesting. Let me test the so-called attack power of the Steel God."

Makoto Haramura smiled gently, his arm holding the red sword hanging naturally at his sides.

"—'The Boundary Between Fire and Iron'!"

His realm was instantly confined by Makoto Haramura. With a super short incantation, magic surged forth instantly, its silvery-white color making it seem as if someone had poured a bucket of paint on Makoto Haramura's body, instantly transforming his entire skin.

"Ding!"

The atmosphere was shaken, and the enormous recoil force propelled Tony out of the air.

"The strength is not bad..."

Makoto Haramura raised his eyebrows, feeling the continuous, wave-like vibrations coming from his arm.

"Such sturdy steel."

Tony's face showed shock as he flew upside down in the air.

He knew better than anyone how sharp his power was. Although he hadn't been a god-slayer for very long, he had certainly experienced a great deal of battle.

Not only disobedient gods, but even his own kind could not withstand his direct sword strikes unscathed.

Even the only Marquis Voban who had ever beaten him, he had still managed to hack him to pieces.

Marquis Voban surpassed him only by virtue of the diversity and unpredictability of his power.

"In that case, I'll test you out too."

Haramura Makoto flipped the demon sword in his hand, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. There wasn't even a second left; it was a true next instant. When Haramura Makoto reappeared, he was already directly above Tony, who had just regained his footing.

Under the glaring sunlight, the blood-red blade gleamed with an eerie red light.

"Even if it is shattered to pieces, the sword will never perish! The broken blade is melted in the furnace again, reforged, and reborn as a new sword."

This feeling of being pricked by thorns is absolutely no less than that of his own Silver Hand, and may even be stronger than the sharpness of his 'Tearing Silver Hand' blade.

In an instant, Tony had already figured this out.

Therefore, he could only use another power to block Haramura Makoto's attack this time.

This power was usurped from Siegfried, the steel hero god of Norse mythology.

This power allows Tony to transform his body into steel, just like Makoto Haramura did earlier, with both his weight and hardness changing exponentially.

It can be said that after using this power, unless it is an extreme high temperature, Tony has never been harmed for even a moment.

"You had a nice dream."

Makoto Haramura chuckled.

A large foot landed directly on Tony's open chest, sounding like a cannonball being fired.

Buildings were repeatedly smashed down by the hard Tony. Along the way, Tony smashed down countless buildings, eventually embedding himself deep into the ground.

"Cough-cough-!"

The enhancement of his powers did indeed make his body and internal organs as hard as steel.

However, steel has its limits in terms of the force it can withstand. These continuous shocks greatly stimulated Tony's internal organs, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, none of this matters to him now.

What he found truly difficult to accept was the pain emanating from his arm.

The reason was that on his left arm, despite the protection of the runes, there was a deep wound that exposed the bone, and blood was flowing continuously down the wound.

It's fair to say that if he had held on for just one more second, he would have lost his arm.

"Brother, I know it's a bit impolite to ask about powers during a battle, and it can easily make the battle lose its original passion."

"But I'm really curious, brother, what kind of power have you acquired?"

Tony struggled to pull his body out of the ground and couldn't help but ask Haramura Makoto.

After all, the battles between god-slayers are mostly about the mutual restraint of powers.

Asking someone what their powers are is almost like asking them what their hand is—who can tell you that?

But there is no way.

He's incredibly curious right now.

His attacks, which were said to be invincible, were directly blocked by the enemy in the absence of vision.

He boasted of having a defense that could withstand any attack, but in front of his own brother, his defense was broken through with a single sword strike.

"They really like to be overly familiar with people."

After leaping off the streetlight, Makoto Haramura frowned.

This guy's enthusiastic personality is something he's not really used to.

Are you curious?

"However, it wouldn't hurt to tell you. It's just a very simple question: even within the same level of power, there are different levels."

What is stolen is ultimately just stolen.

Even if you've put in almost all your effort to train it and try to make it your own.

"This is the limit of what is called a god-slayer."

In fact, Makoto Haramura hadn't finished explaining; the difference in authority was indeed significant.

Why?

Godslayers wield power, which they steal from disobedient gods.

This power, however strong, cannot exceed the highest level of authority of a planet.

Because they can't improve any further; the limit of not following the gods is their limit.

But Makoto Haramura is different.

He is a Protoss, the strongest species in the universe. In terms of racial nobility, no other species can rival him.

Not to mention, because he inherited the queen's blood.

The power of realm is, in a sense, equivalent to the power of authority.

Previously, his grasp of the power of realms was still very limited and he was still quite unskilled, but he was constantly making progress.

Therefore, it is quite normal that the power he unleashed perfectly suppressed and surpassed Tony's.

"what?"

A big question mark appeared on Tony's head.

Clearly, he didn't understand a single word of what Makoto Haramura said.

"never mind."

Makoto Haramura lost all interest in continuing to joke around with this guy.

"It's been a long time since I've used this move. I'll use it to test the power of you, the so-called King of Swords."

"And by the way, I'll try out what I've been thinking."

Holding a red demonic sword formed from condensed magic in one hand, Makoto Haramura exerted force with his foot on the ground, creating a loud bang and leaving spiderweb-like patterns on the ground as he vanished from his spot.

Tony's pupils contracted sharply. He quickly adjusted his stance, raised his sword, gathered all the runes on the blade, and charged towards Makoto Haramura.

"Bang bang bang!"

Every cell in my body was surging with excitement, and golden and silver light reflected off each other.

Tony's every sword strike seemed to shatter the space around him, each strike aimed at Makoto Haramura.

This was the only way he could think of to block Haramura Makoto's sword.

By fixing their enhanced abilities onto the blade, the quality of the blade itself is greatly improved.

As long as he swings his sword fast enough, he won't need to use his powers to protect his body.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

Makoto Haramura swung his sword even faster.

The impenetrable sword light was like an endless wave, striking one after another, each strike faster than the last, until it completely enveloped Tony and his sword.