After contemplating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and casually called over a subordinate:
"You, yes, you, come over here!"
"Go bring the box from under my bed, the small one hidden way inside, go quickly!"
...
"Buzz... boom!"
The russet glow seemed like some kind of ever-changing rune, condensed on the iron-grey sword blade.
Xia Nan could vaguely sense some intangible connection between himself and the red glow.
The body, moving at high speed under the guise of a wolf's howl, suddenly halted, and the longsword thrust straight out.
Without deliberately aiming, the sword blade enveloped in red light pierced the body of an unlucky Grey Skinned Rat, which squealed in pain and struggled.
Meanwhile, the russet glow, that converged on the sword blade in a peculiar manner, flowed and emitted an unstable dangerous aura, but it didn't erupt following the intense strike of the sword.
Instead, it waited obediently until Xia Nan willed it, then erupted like an explosion.
