37 Deity

All around Asher, water tornadoes began to form. His presence became ethereal as three swords appeared behind him.

One shined with striking blue, emitting a terrifying coldness. Another one was raging red. Even underwater, the Void crocodile felt its body melting. But the third one was more horrifying.

It didn't have any remarkable existence, yet its mere presence made the Void crocodile feel horror like never before.

"Fusion…" Asher muttered slowly. With his voice, the two swords fused into the Chaos sword. He held the Chaos sword. Now, its body has become red and blue.

"Where do you want to run…" he chuckled, looking at the Void crocodile trying to flee. His smile made the Void crocodile roar in panic.

It never wanted to fight this man. Now, if it didn't try to escape, it would die under his hands.