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"That's impressive, Fortune. But let me show you what's going even further beyond."
Drake's confident smile did not disappear, his eyes glowing, as he concentrated on everything within his blade.
Within Muramasa.
All of his life, all of his experiences, all of his challenges and every victory he had.
Each one of these things were like beautiful colors intermixing together as they spun around a wheel of golden radiance and black ichor.
For a moment, Fortune could swear he heard the spirits of the world singing.
"{Immortal Soul Blade Arts}: {Eternal Pinnacle}!"
SLASH!
White.
Black.
Yellow.
Blue.
Purple.
Red.
Green.
Fortune saw all colors at once, intermixing into a spinning vortex around his own technique.
His pillar instantly exploded, shattering space and the dimension where they were.
Reality distorted, as a large piece of the entire cursed dimension born from the decayed goddess began to distort and then melt away.
And then.
"A-Ah..."
