If one were discussing the realm of pure swordsmanship, Sungjin’s skill was probably still nowhere near Logan’s or the Holy Emperor’s. No matter how unprecedented the pace of his improvement might be, he was still nothing more than a beginner who had only just taken up a sword.
Moreover, now that most of his power was sealed, Galazia Thalassa might be far stronger if one compared only the raw strength of their souls.
But at the very least, Sungjin knew exactly what it was that he needed to cut. As long as he did not lose that clear image, the Nutcracker, its edge honed with Intent, would never miss its target.
‘Because someday… Father showed me how to cut a world apart.’
That was enough to deal with Galazia Thalassa.
A single downward slash.
The simple, silent trajectory traced by the Nutcracker astonishingly bisected everything in its path at once, Galazia Thalassa included.
There was no earth-shaking impact, no piercing crack of displaced air. There had simply been an utterly natural change in form.
Then again, between the boundaries of two worlds that had been momentarily severed apart, perhaps maintaining a single intact shape would have been the more unnatural thing.
Pssssss……
Fragments of time that had happened to lie in the sword’s path belatedly burst apart one after another with faint sounds of friction.
[Guoooooh…….]
Beneath the fragments of time scattering into light, the Ancient Dragon’s crudely severed soul groaned as it…