Bell studied the Kuji Kanesada in his hand carefully. The blade was now thirty centimeters longer, with the "Nine Syllable Seals" engraved along its surface. It didn’t look like the one Shiki Ryougi used at all.
Then he glanced at the description—and realization struck.
’Not Shiki Ryougi... it’s Void Shiki!’
’This is the Kuji Kanesada wielded by Void Shiki!’
As the thought sank in, Bell went completely still. She was the undisputed apex of the Type-Moon world—the woman who observed the beginning and end of existence itself. The trait "Cuts Through All Things" was absolutely terrifying. If this sword struck, it would cleave anything without resistance.
Had it been just a normal Kuji Kanesada, having such a property would’ve been absurd.
But if it belonged to Void Shiki, then it made perfect sense.
In her hands, even the most unreasonable weapon became perfectly justifiable.
Bell looked again at the slightly lengthened blade.
’Cuts through all things... because she sees death, she can cleave anything.’
’So this version of Kuji Kanesada retained that trait?’
’That’s just... insane.’
It wasn’t quite at the level of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception that could kill gods by tracing death lines—but even so, a sword that could cut through anything was immensely powerful.
At the very least, Bell no longer had to worry about armor-breaking ever again.
He also realized something else.
’As expected, every Max Limit Broken Craft Essence comes with a big surprise—and this one’s no different.’
With "Cuts Through All Things" and "Indestructible," this Kuji Kanesada was already standing at the pinnacle of the world’s weaponry.
’Kuji Kanesada for armor-breaking, Hydra Dagger for poison, Hestia Knife for high-speed combat... I’ve nearly completed my full combat loadout.’
Craft Essences had filled all his weapon needs.
Concept Craft Essences and Heroic Spirit Cards covered his strength and potential.
Bit by bit, Bell was growing stronger under their influence.
Still, the more he interacted with them, the more convinced he became—
’These concepts and Heroic Spirits... are all just crazy.’
"Time to test it out."
Bell glanced across the tenth floor and was surprised—he couldn’t see a single adventurer.
"That’s weird. Not even one adventurer on this floor?"
Now that he thought about it, he hadn’t seen many people on his way down either. The Dungeon was way quieter than usual.
’Could there be some kind of event or festival on the surface today?’
He remembered what Eina had mentioned about the upcoming Monsterphilia and even warned him to avoid the Ganesha Familia while they were capturing monsters.
But since entering the Dungeon, he hadn’t seen a single member of the Ganesha Familia.
He wasn’t sure whether the monsters had already been caught or if the capture hadn’t even started.
Then another thought crossed his mind.
’Wait, could it be... the Loki Familia and Apollo Familia have officially started the war?’
Bell had overheard yesterday that Loki-sama had declared war on the Apollo Familia.
But that had just been a declaration—not a formal start to the War Game.
’It couldn’t have started this fast, could it?’
Even after declaring war, both sides needed time to prepare. How could they have begun already?
Bell shook his head, pushing the thought aside.
Whether the two Familias were fighting today didn’t really concern him.
If the war had started already, then Loki-sama was truly impatient.
Shaking off those distractions, Bell gripped his newly enhanced Kuji Kanesada and locked onto his target.
Deep in the misty forest, the orcs began to stir.
At such a close range, they could clearly smell a human. Every nearby orc turned toward the scent.
A shadow emerged through the thick fog, and the orcs who saw it immediately grabbed their spiked clubs.
As the figure drew closer, the orcs charged forward with angry roars and raised weapons.
The lead orc swung its club downward—
Before it could finish the motion, a flash of steel streaked past, cleaving through the club and the orc’s hand in a single vertical slash.
Green blood sprayed across the forest floor.
The delayed surge of pain made the orc unleash an uncontrollable howl.
Its central Magic Stone hadn’t been destroyed, so it was still alive—but the agony was enough to make even monsters cry out in misery.
At the center of its severed arm—where no blood had splattered—stood a lone figure, cloaked in a windbreaker, gripping a long blade.
The scent of human flesh stirred the surrounding orcs into action.
Rather than being shaken by their comrade’s cries, they charged in with a bloodthirsty instinct.
From the left, one orc swung its spiked club in a wide arc toward the figure.
But the figure didn’t dodge. Didn’t use any technique. He simply stepped forward—and brought his sword down.
There was no clang of weapons clashing. The blade sliced through the club like it was butter, clean and smooth, with no sign of resistance.
’Cuts Through All Things... it really does feel like the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.’
’This effect is absolutely brutal on Kuji Kanesada.’
Bell could hardly believe what he’d just seen had come from the sword in his hand.
That orc’s club wasn’t some flimsy stick. Back when he trained here before, he’d never been able to break such a weapon so effortlessly—even using Kuji Kanesada.
But now, it felt like it had no resistance at all.
’The Max Limit Break traits of Kuji Kanesada might be too powerful.’
Originally, Bell had treated Kuji Kanesada as just another weapon. Who would’ve thought it would turn into something strategic in a single day?
’This must be the effect of Void Shiki’s death-seeing perception.’
’Those death lines... nothing can block them once they’re struck.’
Everyone knew that death lines couldn’t be defended against.
Once hit, death was inevitable.
But looking at the two orcs whose hands had been severed, Bell could tell they hadn’t been cut along their death lines.
His keen eyesight picked up the subtle twitching of muscle in the wounds—the flesh even seemed to be slowly drawing together. Not some unnatural regeneration, but a natural, biological response.
But if a death line had truly been severed, could there even be a chance of clotting?
Which meant... the sword hadn’t severed the death line itself.
It had merely carved through it—bypassing all defenses.
’Even just having the effect of "Cuts Through All Things" is more than enough.’
Bell wasn’t someone to chase after more than he needed. With Kuji Kanesada’s current power, it was already more than overwhelming.
’Still, I do wonder... would this work on a weapon with an "indestructible" trait?’
That, at least, was something Bell remained curious about.