“We have guests coming. You go greet them; I’ll cook the food.”
William glanced towards the eastern sky and said, “Remember, the way to welcome this distant friend is to give him a good beating!”
“Huh? Beat him up?” Alice turned her head to look at William, then followed his gaze towards the eastern sky. “Is it going to rain?”
The dark expanse made Alice feel oppressed, reminiscent of the heavy atmosphere before rain on Earth.
“It’s the Demon King Satan and his minions coming our way,” William stated calmly.
“What? The Demon King? Satan!” Alice grabbed the Sword of Soulbreaker in shock, “The Demon King Satan who is said to be able to slap to death ten demons of Loki’s strength with one palm?”
As William set up the grill, he remarked, “Never mind ten Lokis, even twenty would be much the same, no difference.”
Alice’s understanding of swordsmanship had indeed grown stronger, but her power was still at the peak of the Nature Deity level.
As far as she knew, Loki was at the mid-level of Supreme Deity strength!
The gap in power between her and Loki was ridiculously vast.
If the Demon King Satan could slap to death ten Lokis, then killing a hundred Alices with one slap would surely be no problem.
“You just mentioned a distant friend coming,you weren’t talking about him, were you?” Alice felt like she was running out of air, “You… you just said… to beat him up?”
William laughed heartily, “You’re really humorous. Do you think you can beat him?”
“Of course, I can’t beat him!!” Alice was nearly driven mad. William really knew how to pick her battles. The past over-leveled fights were one thing, but this is something else entirely…
This isn’t just a matter of fighting above one’s level anymore!
It’s outright suicide!
“I know you can’t beat him, nor can you beat those three hundred thousand demon soldiers behind him,” William mused for a moment, then said, “With the Sword of Soulbreaker, they wouldn’t dare to touch you, but let’s switch it for another weapon!”
No sooner had he spoken, the Sword of Soulbreaker hung from Alice’s wrist, and she found herself holding a wooden sword instead.
“I…” Alice, holding the wooden sword, felt utterly bewildered.
Knowing she couldn’t win, yet sealing her Sword of Soulbreaker and handing her a wooden sword instead—what was he thinking?
“Actually, power levels aren’t important, just like me, I don’t have a power level,” William said as he tended the fire, “The strongest sword has always been in your heart. As long as your heart is strong and steadfast, even with a wooden sword, you can slay the Demon King!”
“…”
Alice was even more lost. How simply put!
Right!
William doesn’t have a power level,he’s just purely invincible.
Just need a strong and steadfast heart?
How strong does that have to be?
“Sigh—” Alice took a deep breath and asked, “Those three hundred thousand demon soldiers you mentioned, how many do you think I could take on?”
William, skewering wings on an iron spit, replied, “Technically, each of those demon lords should be at least of the Creator Deity power level, and many are the souls of ancient mythical beasts. Though they’ve lost their memories from life, they retain instinctual combat experience. If your heart isn’t strong enough, you won’t be able to defeat even one!”
“Can’t… can’t beat even one?” Alice’s mentality exploded. Indeed, wherever William asked her to go, there was never anything good waiting.
“That depends on how strong your heart is!” William’s gaze suddenly turned serious, staring at Alice, “Your swordsmanship is taught by me!” 𝑖𝘳.𝒸ℴ𝑚
The swordsmanship taught by William, as long as one truly grasps the essence of the secret sword technique, even wielding a wooden sword, one can slay gods and vanquish demons.
Power levels are insignificant in William’s view.
Even an ordinary person, if they grasp the essence of the secret sword technique he teaches, can slay gods!
As they spoke, a demon, over 9 feet tall wielding a massive God-slaying Spear, landed in front of them.
And those dark masses of more than three hundred thousand demon soldiers hovered in the air.
“William the Obliterator? Is it you?” Satan, cloaked in a black robe with only skeletal features visible and not a trace of flesh, his skull’s eye sockets flickering with blood light, stared intently at William.
“It’s me.” William looked back at Satan, squinting and smiling, “You’ve given up on having a physical body?”
“A physical body?” Satan burst into laughter, “When you cut off my lifeline with a single sword strike, and now you ask if I’ve given up on my physical body? Ridiculous!”
William sighed, saying, “Sorry, I was young and impulsive back then, destroying your body. I hope you’re doing well now.”
To William, there wasn’t any deep-seated vendetta between him and Satan. At that time, William didn’t fully understand his own power, and his actions could inadvertently cause unintended killings.
“Doing well?” The red light in Satan’s eye sockets flared as he roared, “What do you think?”
“You seem to be doing quite fine now,” William commented, “Let’s not dwell on the past. Sit down and have some food.”
“Food?!” Satan had rushed over from 30,000 miles away just because he heard from his demon lords that the Sword of Soulbreaker had been sighted. He came for revenge!!
Do you understand what revenge is?
These years Satan secluded himself in the Burning Hells, filled with flames, agony, and darkness, enduring pain and silently strengthening himself for hundreds of thousands of years. For what?
Wasn’t it to tear apart the one who severed his lifeline, imprison his soul forever, and torment him for eternity?
And now upon meeting him, he suggests sitting down to have some food?
William adjusted the grilling wings and said, “What else would you like to do? Die again?”
“Ha ha ha ha! William the Obliterator! Do you really think you’re invincible? Do you know how I’ve survived these years?” The Demon King Satan was nearly driven mad with rage, laughing loudly, “These years I…”
“Do you play Diablo?” William interrupted him directly.
“Ah?” Satan had the illusion of being interrupted mid-skill, a feeling that was simply infuriating.
“Um, it’s a game, you know, the kind where you cast spells everywhere,” William said, talking to himself.
“Who asked you about that?” Satan raged, finding William the Obliterator as arrogant as ever.
No, no, no!
He was even more arrogant than before!
This attitude clearly showed he didn’t take Satan seriously at all.
“Draw your sword!!” Satan, holding his God-slaying Spear, pointed it at William’s nose and roared, “Today, you will die a clear death!”
Ghidorah and Hydra by the side were petrified!
The Demon King Satan had actually emerged from the Burning Hells!
His first battle after leaving the Burning Hells was to seek revenge on William the Obliterator?
And, the Demon King Satan’s physical body had actually been destroyed by William the Obliterator back in the day?
Hydra hid behind William, sneakily observing Satan.
Ghidorah had slinked even further away, not daring to run off for fear that William the Obliterator, in a moment of displeasure, would slay him right there.
This scene, the Demon King Satan battling William the Obliterator, was even more terrifying than a fight between high-ranking god-kings. A slight misstep, receiving even a bit of the aftershock, would mean their complete annihilation!
William looked up at the Demon King Satan, silent for a moment, then said, “I gave my sword away. Also, I’m now called William, the person who slashed you was known as the Obliterator. What does that have to do with me?”
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