As the Heavenly Demon grumbled, the system messages announcing the monsters' deaths scrolled rapidly.
The monsters that were swept up in the explosion of the Blade of the Heart after beheading Amon had become sacrifices for my experience points.
"I can't say it every time I use it."
"It doesn't seem like something a guy who used to shout the names of his techniques should say."
That was how it had been when I first learned martial arts from the Heavenly Demon, just like novice hunters chanted skill names to use them easier.
While some hunters thought it was cool, for me, it was an embarrassing memory.
That was the reason I stopped shouting the names of my techniques at some point.
"Why are you bringing up old stories?"
"It's not that old."
"…Anyway, was the power of the Blade of the Heart always like this? It's so different."
I asked because there was an explosion, different from when I practiced in Tsushima or when I used it against Asura.
I didn'...
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