Slaughter—Shira

The pitch-black tentacles instantly wrapped around the enormous red blade in the man's hand. However, Rhode didn't let loose as he had already experienced the strength of this holy sword spirit from the previous attack. Although the Nether Tentacles always succeeded in binding their prey, Rhode was still mentally-prepared for failure against this mysterious holy sword spirit. The instant the Nether Tentacles bound the blade, the pitch-black blade in Rhode's hand extended and silently struck the man's right shoulder. If Rhode guessed right, it was the steel chain that punctured into the man's shoulder that was used to manipulate the man. Therefore, if Rhode were to hack off the right arm, the holy sword spirit would be useless no matter how powerful it was!

From a certain aspect, his guess was right.

Shing!