Chapter 413: Come Play With Me!

Hiss! There was no earthshaking crash. Only a sound so faint it was almost inaudible, like a hot knife sliding through butter. That dark-gold finger, the one that had driven Dante Easton to despair and carried the might of a half-step Martial Domain, met that languid, dim swordlight head-on. Like ice under sunlight, it began at the fingertip and silently… faded away. It did not shatter. It did not explode. It simply dissolved as if it had always belonged to the world, turning into the purest...