If he channeled his ice through the blade, a single thrust could release a fan-shaped wave of freezing needles capable of locking an entire squad of enemies in solid ice.
If he used his lightning, a simple swing could unleash a cascading arc of violet electricity that would chain between multiple targets, clearing out crowds of monsters in an instant.
It effectively granted him a high-tier area-of-effect spell that required no complex somatic chanting or lengthy array formations to activate.
Apart from this one, he also had the silver daggers Yuan had given him as a gift a few days back.
That one, though, was only a rare-grade set, and couldn't be compared to this one in any capacity.
The storage space on his palm opened up again, the air directly above his skin fracturing into that familiar, gray tear.
Noah slid the silver blade smoothly back into its dark scabbard, and with a fluid, practiced motion, he guided the weapon toward the rift.
