Chapter 625: Demonic Sword

The wind snapped and flapped against it!

After the black box was flung open, the blood-red gas that had originally been seeping out surged even more wildly.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to drape the Apocalypse cloak in front of him beforehand.

Even so, he still felt wave after wave of discomfort.

When he saw that the treasure inside the box was actually a longsword, he hurriedly slammed the lid shut with force.

As the black box closed, the nauseating aura in the air slowly faded away.

After letting out a light breath, he muttered to himself:

"This is definitely a demonic sword!"

Then he turned to look at the women behind him and asked:

"Who among you can wield this weapon?"

To be fair, such a powerful weapon—he was really hoping there was someone in his ranks who could master it.

However, this time, the women disappointed him.

Angelle took the lead and said:

"My lord, this is a demonic sword stained with slaughter—it isn't suited for us to use."

The other women nodded one after another, sharing the same view.

But hearing those words only made his heart surge with excitement.

Slaughter, a demonic sword!

Wasn't this a perfect fit for Mo Yi, who had inherited the legacy of the Dark God of Slaughter?

Thinking of this, he happily tucked the black box away.

Once it was stored, his gaze fell on the very last black box.

The familiar sandpaper-like texture brushed against his hand again, but this time, no light of any kind emanated from within the black box.