So, even if the swordmaster is blind, they will still have their mind corrupted by the demonic murmurs of the God-Slaying Sword, quickly going mad and dying.

Without a swordmaster, the demonic murmurs of the God-Slaying Sword will spread to the surroundings, trying to corrupt all intelligent life it can reach.

This is also what makes the God-Slaying Sword so terrifying.

And precisely because of these taboos, The Crimson Society has never managed to develop a proper method to wield it.

Henry Clark didn’t care at all. After a hundred years of tempering, his mind was as deep as an abyss. Even if a hundred thousand children screamed at the top of their lungs, thrown into the sea, they wouldn’t stir up a single ripple.

After the God-Slaying Sword pierced William Carter’s chest, the blood-red light on the blade quickly enveloped William Carter.

Within a few seconds, William Carter had already dissolved into a mass of blood light, and was ultimately absorbed by the God-Slaying Sword.

The God-Slaying Sword silently returned to its sheath. Henry Clark muttered to himself, “See, killing leaves not a trace, environmentally friendly, hygienic, and perfectly clean. With every life it absorbs, the sword’s power increases. Truly a killer’s artifact.”

“Not being able to see blood is no problem at all.”

Henry Clark took a pair of sunglasses from his combat suit pocket and put them on, brushed his long bangs down, and the sunglasses were half-covered.

“Doesn’t matter, I’ll just keep my eyes closed and play the blind man from now on.”

The God-Slaying Sword’s rule of certain death upon seeing blood is always in effect. After using the God-Slaying Sword, whether or not Henry Clark is holding it, as long as he sees blood, he will die.

So, from now on, Henry Clark can never open his eyes again.

Actually, with a hundred years of experience and wisdom from his rebirth, Henry Clark still had many ways to deal with William Carter.

Exchanging a pair of eyes for the God-Slaying Sword might sound like a bad deal.

But this was a choice Henry Clark made after careful consideration.

The God-Slaying Sword is the only golden-grade artifact he can get his hands on right now. It’s also one of the few growth-type artifacts with no upper limit to its power.

Just for that, trading a pair of eyes is more than worth it.

Secondly, Henry Clark also has the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada. This is his golden-grade artifact, renowned for its supreme spirituality.

Due to some special reason, Henry Clark’s soul completely fused with the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada when he was young. You could say he is the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada.

When he was reborn at eighteen after a hundred years, the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada came back with him.

The greatest strength of the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada is its super perception.

With the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada, Henry Clark doesn’t need his eyes or any of his physical senses to observe his surroundings, distinguish colors, shapes, tastes, temperature, hardness, and so on.

The perception of the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada isn’t just a simple enhancement of the six senses; it also has powerful psychic sensing.

The range of psychic sensing is more direct and clearer, and can even penetrate material and energy barriers. This is far more useful than eyes.

The super spirituality of the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada can also suppress the demonic murmurs emitted by the God-Slaying Sword.

In this sense, the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada and the God-Slaying Sword can be the perfect combination.

In short, with the super perception of the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada, eyes are just for show. Trading them for the God-Slaying Sword is more than worth it.

Of course, the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada also has an unavoidable negative effect: singing from on high. (An uncontrollable urge to show off and talk excessively, specifically manifesting as being a chatterbox and loving to brag.)

The reason Henry Clark talks so much is also because of the negative effect of the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada.

Compared to the wondrous powers of the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada, being a chatterbox and a show-off are negative effects Henry Clark can totally tolerate.

However, Henry Clark still lacks a full understanding of the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada, even though it has already fused with him.

That’s perfectly normal.

Just like ordinary people—how many truly understand their own bodies, how blood circulates, or how their organs work?

The Six-Winged Celestial Cicada is billions of times more complex than the human body.

Henry Clark studied the Six-Winged Celestial Cicada for decades, and only barely figured out the basics. Its core mysteries remain largely unknown to him.

Any golden-grade artifact is not simple.

But using golden-grade artifacts correctly is the fastest way to increase one’s power.

Henry Clark muttered to himself, “I can still install the Heavenly Dragon Eye, the Evil Emperor Eye—these special artifacts all exist in the form of eyes, but they’re not real eyes. Their power is immense, and they’re compatible with the God-Slaying Sword. Perfect!”

The Heavenly Dragon Eye and Evil Emperor Eye are both golden-grade artifacts with extremely powerful abilities.

Henry Clark possesses a lot of crucial information about the next hundred years, so he has a good chance of getting his hands on these golden-grade artifacts ahead of time.

“One step at a time, no need to rush, there’s plenty of time... The urgent task is to deal with this group at the base and collect some interest from The Crimson Society first.”

The God-Slaying Sword spun fancily twice in Henry Clark’s hand before vanishing into thin air. Four crimson runes appeared in the palm of his left hand.

The God-Slaying Sword can merge into flesh, but it requires consuming Henry Clark’s vital blood.

This is another negative effect of the God-Slaying Sword—its bloodthirst: it must constantly absorb flesh and blood. If it’s not fed enough, it will consume the swordmaster’s own flesh and blood.

As the reborn king of assassins, Henry Clark is best at killing. This negative effect of the God-Slaying Sword is no problem for him.

Henry Clark opened the door and strode out.

Under the ghastly white lights, everything was eerily quiet. The rough, dim gray concrete walls on both sides made the corridor look especially grim.

“Kinda feels like a horror movie set...”