Swish!
It was the swiftest glaive stab Aeryon has mustered. It is like a sword coming out of its sheath.
The glaive heaviness pressure the surrounding and in that moment the energy of heaven and earth around Aeryon surges
It was like something broke in Aeryon.
A limit has been exceeded and broken.
Aeryon mentality shifted at that time, and that overlord aura he uses to wins the admiration of his men seems to merge with the spear
This is the Overlord Aura.
When my army rides out, none dare disobey! When my weapons sweep forward, all would be cut!
All over the world, heads would be bowed, and knees would be bent!
His own path!
The light is blinding; the heaviness is suffocating!
The two weapons clashed. Almost like a clash of belief
Two extreme contradictions. One pursues the ultimate of killing, one pursues the ultimate of conquerors.
One kills individual, another kills nations.
CLANG!
The two weapons clashed, sparks of fire clash and illuminate the two.
