Chapter 122
The Sword King, Among the Four Great Evils
The Sword Demon and the Heavenly Demon kept shifting positions as if locked in a dance. The two were dancing with the flying demon swords.
Then this is a dance of death.
As the Heavenly Demon and the Sword Demon clung to each other, intent on killing one another, they suddenly realized anew that they were each other’s one and only friend.
Was it the mystery of life, or simply the hopelessness of demonic arts?
The word “friend,” uttered so often before as if it were a lie, only regained its true meaning in the very moment they sought to kill each other.
Sword Demon, Heavenly Demon…
I felt like we were truly friends after all.
They were always wary of each other, suspicious, and tried to kill one another. In that sense, the Sword Demon and the Heavenly Demon were perhaps the men in the world whose natures were most alike.
The only difference was that the Sword Demon was a bit more extreme, while the Heavenly Demon was a bit more insidious.
The demon swords that had flown several times now circled the sky again, moving and then charging. This was because the Heavenly Demon kept switching positions to avoid exposing his back, a sign their martial prowess and strength were evenly matched. Thus, neither could gain the upper hand, and their battle remained fiercely even.
Once again, the demon sword swept past the two.
Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
The long, clear sword’s cry was mixed with an impure sound.
