Under the pouring black rain, a slight turn of the wrist caused the fine raindrops to hit the blade, creating a continuous string of delicate and light buzzing.
When the dreamlike scarlet blade sliced through the air, it left behind a meandering scarlet trail.
Like a blood seeping wound, it lingered for a long time.
Clearly there was no sense of aggression or violence, yet merely gazing at the pure red was enough to make one shiver, as if falling into an ice cellar!
In the deepest part of the bastion, Frederick's eye twitched involuntarily.
Holding his breath.
As the largest arms dealer in the Northern Realm, the products of North Wind Workshop range from the top-tier Superior's foundation to Alchemy Bullets and armor, encompassing everything. Unlike other craftsmen who resisted, even the development of hot weapons never ceased.
The foundation of its survival lies in weapon forging.
Precisely because of this, he could feel a horror and trembling that surpassed everyone else.
