Landing softly, Yin, Lisandra and Kamnar followed behind shortly.

  The room was dimly lit as it was lacking any kind of decoration. From the centre of the room, a sword was stabbed into the ground and emitted an eerie red aura that gave the room a red hue. The entirety of the sword was black while the sharp end of the blade was that of a neon red. Its shape was reminiscent of a mix between a longsword and a katana.

  Understanding that the sword was the source of this bloodthirst, Shiro narrowed her eyes and walked up to it.

  [Sealed God Slayer Sword: Akram LVL??? Red]

  A sword that belonged to one who was rumoured to slay gods. Unfortunately, his fate was unknown as only his sword remained. Those who had attempted to claim this sword fell into insanity as their body was taken over by the God Slayer.

  "Sealed God Slayer Sword?" Shiro muttered in suspicion. She had no idea why a sword like this would even appear in a low level raid. Not to mention, one would find it easily after defeating the last boss.

  "Mum, that sword is giving me a bad feeling." Lisandra said as she furrowed her brows. Her skin was a little pale while wings quivered ever so slightly. She didn’t know if it was natural or if it was from fear of the sword.

  "Really? I think it’s rather ok?" Yin raised an eyebrow. Unlike Lisandra, she seemed to enjoy this kind of atmosphere since her body was rather relaxed.

  ’Could it be because of her race? Lisandra is part of the Divine Race as her class is Soul Bound ArchAngel. The divine race is closely tied to god so for her to have this reaction near a god slayer sword is rather normal.’ Shiro thought to herself.

  "Are you going to try and claim it my goddess? It may help you fight the b*stard if it really has slain god like entities." Kamnar asked.

  "Maybe. But there is also the risk of losing oneself. The will of a person who slayed gods, I wonder how powerful it is." Shiro couldn’t help but mutter.

  At her peak, she was only a tier 6, far from a tier 8 god. A being that could slay a god was most definitely stronger than she was at her prime. Whether or not she could claim it was quite uncertain.

  Everyone stayed silent since they knew that Shiro was thinking about the chances. She could boost her level and use her berserk skills but she didn’t know if they’ll affect the outcome.

  As she was debating on her chances, she felt the bloodthirst surrounding the sword surge towards her, as if wanting to crush her under its presence.

  "You dare challenge me?" Shiro raised an eyebrow and released her own killing intent in retaliation.

  *BOOM!!!!!

  The dust in the room was blown away from the clash as the trio behind her quickly retreated a little. Just the killing intent from the sword made them feel unsafe never mind the combined might of both Shiro and the sword.

  As her killing intent surged, Shiro frowned when she noticed that the sword was keeping up with her with relative ease.

  Taking a deep breath, her face became cold as the temperature dropped rapidly. While she was a Mystic Sylph Queen right now, her origins still traced back to snow girls hence why her ice element was most dominant, despite the fact that she had been using other elements during this time.

  Ice spread across the room, shattering some of the loose debris into dust and slowly crept toward the sword.

  *KRRR!!! PING!!!

  However, when the ice came into contact with the sword, it shattered apart as if it was hit by a great force. While the entire room was frozen over, only the sword was unaffected.

  "Hm……" Narrowing her eyes, Shiro decided to claim this sword for herself.

  "I don’t believe that I can’t conquer you." She grinned and walked towards the sword.

  The closer she was, the stronger the retaliation from the sword. Deep cuts and cavities were formed around the room as a result of their clashing intents.

  When she was just a few steps away from the sword, injuries started to appear on her body as blood flowed down her sleeves.

  Ignoring her injuries, she reached out to the sword and pulled it out in one swift movement.

  *Thump thump!

  A heart beat could be heard as Shiro’s eyes lost focus. The killing intent, which had been filling the entire room, vanished in an instant.

  Standing silently, Yin and Lisandra kept their eyes on Shiro, just in case she makes any abnormal movements.

  Meanwhile, Shiro found herself standing on top of a mountain while a man, clad in demonic armour, evaluated her.

  "So you picked up my sword." He said coldly.

  "And what if I did?" Shiro grinned. She could feel his pressure crushing down on her as it tried to get her to kneel. Releasing her own aura to offset this pressure, she was able to resist the urge to kneel, albeit some difficulty.

  "Out of all the people who had been sent to this world because of my sword, you are the first to have picked it up. A level 55 with the kind of killing intent to match my sword is impressive." He narrowed his eyes.

  "Who is the target of your vengeance? Who has offended someone like you?" He asked curiously.

  "Why do you ask?" Shiro squeezed out. After he noticed that she resisted his pressure, he had increased it little by little. Right now, the ground around her had sunk down due to this.

  "I want to know if you’re suitable for my sword. Even though I am dead, my hatred for the gods burn brightly. My sword shall be used to behead another and I refuse to hand it over to someone useless." He narrowed his eyes.

  "Heh, I see no problem in telling. My enemy is the Tier 8 light god, Aekari Lumire." Shiro replied as the god slayer became silent.

  "Why do you know him? For a proud god like him, it is impossible for him to visit such a newly integrated world like yours." He asked.

  "He doesn’t know me in this life. He is my enemy from my last life. I was his companion long before he was even tier 6 but he betrayed me when I surpassed him in strength." Shiro replied slowly as she was on the verge of kneeling. Putting strength in her body, she kept her knees above the ground.

  "Hmm…… a reincarnator. This raid had always been a trial grounds for those who hold grudges against gods. This time it was for a man called Kamnar, but it seems like I was quite lucky for you to appear. I do not need to hear your full story since your killing intent is more than enough for proof. But I do need to see one thing." He narrowed his eyes dangerously.

  "Oh? And that is?" Shiro asked with a forced smile.

  "Your soul."

  *BOOM!!!

  Before she could even react, a black chain stabbed into her chest. Reeling the chain back, the god slayer widened his eyes when he saw her soul.

  "What the hell is that?" He muttered. Of all the souls he had seen, Shiro’s takes the number 1 spot for biggest anomaly.

  Normally, a person’s soul should be an illusionary figure of them holding their most suited weapon. The colour of the soul would vary as criminals would have darker souls. But this wasn’t the case for Shiro.

  Her soul was shrouded in a pure black fog that doesn’t allow for one to see its true form. One could only see a pair of glowing red eyes that was filled with dense killing intent. One that even made him feel unnerved.

  For the amount of corruption in her soul, she should be a mindless beast right now with a pure black name icon. But to his surprise, she was completely ’sane’ and is even unaffected by this.

  "If I give my sword to her, what kind of monstrous being would she become?" He chuckled. If she was given enough time, he can guarantee that no god will be able to stand up to her.

  "I, God Slayer Vulcan, now bind my sword, Akram, to a new host. For she shall be the next slayer of gods." He grinned, summoning his sword and plunged it into her soul.