Hearing Henry Clark speak out his most skilled weapon and secret technique, William Carter's old face finally changed color.

He had been at the base for over ten years and had never revealed his true martial arts or secret techniques. Even his closest friends didn't know these secrets.

How did Henry Clark know?

Henry Clark seemed to understand William Carter's confusion. He said helplessly, "I already told you, I was reborn. Not only do I know what you're good at, I also know you have a daughter named Emily Carter, who lives in Mingjing City. You also have a granddaughter, a grandson-in-law, such a big family—so lively."

William Carter's old face turned ashen. His daughter was his biggest secret. Even the organization didn't know, so how did Henry Clark know?

"If you want to threaten me with my daughter, that's absolutely impossible."

William Carter was extremely decisive. Without hesitation, he activated the Green Silk Sword from his right wrist.

The Green Silk Sword was woven from super fibers mixed with titanium steel wire, as thin as a hair and four meters long. Only someone like William Carter, with such powerful source energy, could wield the Green Silk Sword with special techniques.

At this distance, a single sweep of the Green Silk Sword could slice Henry Clark into pieces.

"Zheng..."

A clear and lingering sword hum suddenly rang out in William Carter's mind. At the same time, a sharp, unmatched crimson divine light was deeply imprinted in William Carter's eyes.

In that instant, William Carter's mind went completely blank.

When William Carter came to, he was shocked to find his vision was filled with red. Henry Clark's incomparably handsome face in front of him also seemed tinged with blood, somewhat blurred and distorted.

At some point, Henry Clark was now holding a long sword with a crimson scabbard.

The crimson scabbard was ancient and exquisite in design, yet exuded a strong sense of the demonic and dangerous. Faintly, it seemed as if a low, fierce roar could be heard from within the scabbard, as if a demon was about to leap out.

William Carter felt the sword in Henry Clark's hand looked familiar, but couldn't recall where he'd seen it before.

Worse still, William Carter had no idea what had just happened.

Now, he couldn't exert any strength at all, and all the source energy in his body had dissipated. He was like a puppet, having completely lost control over his body.

Henry Clark raised the dark red scabbard toward William Carter's aged eyes. "Teacher, do you remember this sword?"

William Carter's bloodshot old eyes slowly moved, but he couldn't speak.

Henry Clark said considerately, "Teacher, you took a sword to the forehead—your brain was almost pierced through, so you can't speak for now. Just listen."

He continued on his own, "This sword is the Godslayer Sword hidden deep in the base's vault. You must remember it."

Suddenly, William Carter remembered—yes, this sword was indeed the Godslayer Sword hidden deep in the base's vault.

The Godslayer Sword was a wondrous artifact from ancient times, incomparably sharp, able to cut through anything.

It was said to be able to slay gods above and split stars below.

However, this sword was extremely strange. Anyone who fought with the Godslayer Sword would inevitably be devoured by it.

After the Blood God Society obtained the Godslayer Sword, they studied it for a while. In the end, they reached one conclusion: the Godslayer Sword kills both others and its wielder, without exception.

Modern technology can cross star systems and decode human genes.

No matter how useful the Godslayer Sword is, it's just a cold weapon. It can't compare to modern technological arms. Yet the danger of the Godslayer Sword is uncontrollable.

This is also the nature of wondrous artifacts: they possess special powers, but also uncontrollable dangers.

A wondrous artifact refers to a non-manmade existence with special powers.

The existence and operation of wondrous artifacts are not bound by basic physical laws and cannot be fully understood by intelligent life.

Therefore, the Godslayer Sword was hidden deep in the underground base's vault.

William Carter had seen the Godslayer Sword once, and that was ten years ago.

William Carter couldn't figure out how Henry Clark knew the Godslayer Sword was hidden in the vault, or how he got it. Didn't Henry Clark know the dangers of the Godslayer Sword?

This Godslayer Sword was indeed demonic. As a dignified level-seven source energy master, he had no power to resist before the Godslayer Sword.

However, if Henry Clark fought with the Godslayer Sword, he would surely die as well.

William Carter caught his breath, then gave a silent, cold smile and said, "The Godslayer Sword kills both others and its wielder, without exception. You'll die with me."

"Do you know why I let you live a little longer?"

Henry Clark smiled and said, "Because I have too many secrets I want to tell someone. Teacher, please hold on a bit longer."

William Carter's mind was already a bit muddled, but he could still barely understand Henry Clark's meaning.

It seemed, it seemed Henry Clark had found a way to use the Godslayer Sword?

"Teacher, you really are clever—you figured it out right away."

Although William Carter didn't speak, Henry Clark seemed able to see through his thoughts. He said, "The Godslayer Sword kills both others and its wielder because of its own strange taboo."

As he spoke, Henry Clark drew the Godslayer Sword and gently stroked the four complex patterns at the base of the blood-red blade. "See? These four characters are written clearly: 'Those who see blood die.'"

He smiled again. "Teacher, you understand now, right? The Godslayer Sword must not see blood—if it does, death is certain."

Hearing this, William Carter's spirit was roused, and he became exceptionally clear-headed. "Then you're doomed!"

"Teacher, as cunning as you are, you become so foolish in the face of death. What a disappointment."