1517 Beyond Comprehension

Varian's sword moved in a predictable trajectory. Neither fast nor agile, the attack should have appeared silly unnerved the hell out of the two powerhouses.

Icarus blurred, shooting up above the clouds and hiding from the slash. Immortal shielded himself with his arms with a stiff expression.

The sword completed the arc but no aura came out of it.

"Huh?"

Immortal on the ground and Icarus in the sky both looked at the sword in astonishment.

It's already very suspicious for the weapon to give off such a dangerous feeling. But now it all turned out be a farce?

"What the fuck were you expecting?" Varian kicked a stone and it hit Immortal in the face.

Clutching his broken nose, the child of the empires blinked at Varian in confusion.

With all that power the weapon exuded, he was expecting a world shattering attack that would instantly kill a peak rank 9.