Rakshasa shivered involuntarily as she felt the scent of death lingering on the blade. She knew that this was that divine weapon that had slain five Battle Gods a year ago.
"Brother, when can I use this blade?" Judge looked at Bloodshadow Fury Blade with an endless fervor in his eyes.
"As long as you can handle it, anytime!" Billy smirked.
"What does it mean?" Judge looked confused.
He had been following Billy for so long and only knew that this blade was powerful. In fact, he had only seen Billy use it once when they went to Place of Darkness last time. But he knew very little about this weapon.
"It must be used in conjunction with corresponding sword techniques to unleash its full power. Otherwise, it's no different from an ordinary sword!" Casey continued speaking to Judge. "And if you want to use these techniques effectively, you need at least Warlord-level strength, or, there will be backlash!"
Judge gasped in surprise, clearly not expecting this revelation.
"If you want to see how powerful it can be," Billy said lightly. "Then hurry up and practice until you reach Warlord level so I can pass on my swordsmanship to you!"
"Really?" Judge's eyes lit up with intense enthusiasm. "Brother! You better not cheat me!"
An hour later, a plane took off from the control tower and soared into the sky. Thousands of miles away, at the foot of the mountain where Blood Hall's headquarters was located, a Hummer sped along a rugged mountain road.
Inside the Hummer were Billy and his team who had come all the way from Glavale.
"Commander Gardner, that castle ahead is the headquarters of Blood Hall!" Rakshasa pointed to the end of their line of sight and spoke up.
"From what I've gathered, Blood Hall has over ten thousand members, with about seventy percent of their members stationed at the headquarters and a few nearby outposts. The rest are scattered elsewhere." Rakshasa continued.
"Commander, I have some people in the Place of Darkness, do you want them to find the rest of the Blood Hall crew?"
"No need," Billy shook his head in response. "Blood Hall must have made plenty of enemies over these years."
"You mean?"
"After we hit their headquarters, release the information, I believe there are many people who are more interested in them than us." Casey said beside them.
"Got it!" Rakshasa nodded vigorously.
Meanwhile, inside the castle, Devil of Blood, the master of Blood Hall, sat on his tiger-skin chair with an ominous expression on his face. A suffocating aura filled every corner of the hall. Many people in attendance felt as if they were trapped in an icy cellar and couldn't help but tremble without daring to breathe too loudly. Everyone knew that Devil of Blood had been waiting for news for these past few days. The news should be sent back from Glavale, but whether it was good or bad remained unknown to anyone else. They only knew that the group sent to Glavale, including Flame Enchantress, their deputy leader, could not be contacted. It was likely that they had suffered great losses.
Soon, hurried footsteps could be heard approaching as a man dressed in combat gear rushed into their presence. He knelt on one knee, trembling all over and struggled to speak, "My lord, there is news from Glavale..."
"Say it!"
"Flame Enchantress and her team had been killed..." the man reported in a trembling voice.
As expected, something big had happened!
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