Simon Abe smiled warmly as he picked up the Demon Slayer Sword, gently caressing its blade. His gaze was filled with a hint of intoxication and reverence.
"This blade—the Demon Slayer Sword—is eighty centimeters long, forged in the ancient straight style. The width and guard are 2.9 centimeters, and the tip is 1.9 centimeters. It can slay demons and monsters. The Demon Slayer Sword is one of the Five Great Swords of Japan!" Simon Abe spoke with fascination, then pulled a red wooden humanoid puppet from his robe and placed it beneath the blade.
(Note: Japan's legendary Five Great Swords are Onimaru Kunitsuna, the Great Dotanuki, Mikazuki Munechika, Juzumaru Tsunetsugu, and the Demon Slayer Sword. The Demon Slayer Sword became famous for slaying the notorious demon Drake the Demon—a fearsome figure from Japanese folklore, notorious for his strength and love of drinking.)
Suddenly, Simon Abe gripped the blade of the Demon Slayer Sword tightly with his right hand and slowly drew it downward. The edge sliced open his palm, and a stream of fresh blood spurted out, dripping onto the red humanoid puppet beneath the blade.
Next, Simon Abe began chanting a strange incantation. The bizarre Sanskrit-like sounds rose and fell, carrying an ancient, mysterious aura that was both eerie and enigmatic.
‘Sss... sss...’ Thick blue smoke began to billow from the red humanoid puppet, quickly spreading and forming a hazy blue barrier.
Soon, within the blue barrier, the red humanoid puppet began to inflate like a balloon, swelling to dozens of times its original size.
"Boom!!" With a strange bang, a burst of red light erupted. Suddenly, an enormous humanoid figure appeared before Shawn Young, easily three meters tall—a true giant!
As the blue glow around the three-meter giant faded, Shawn Young got a good look at him. Shocked, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anxiety!
Standing before Shawn Young was a giant clad in fiery red, ancient Japanese ronin attire. Strangely, his face was youthful and handsome, his physique incredibly robust, and his aura cold and commanding. His eyes flashed like lightning, his brows arched heroically, and most striking of all, he had a mane of curly, flaming red hair and two short, black, monstrous horns atop his head.
At the same time, Shawn Young was surprised to realize that if it weren’t for his absurdly huge body and those two black horns, this young man’s striking looks and aura could rival any modern-day celebrity!
"Heh... Would you look at that—such a hunk of a demon! Bet you didn’t expect that, huh?" Simon Abe grinned, nudging Shawn Young with a wink.
"Uh... Yeah, no kidding! Except for being built like a monster truck, he’s the hottest demon I’ve ever laid eyes on!" Shawn Young nodded, unable to hide his surprise.
"Heh... His name is Drake the Demon, one of the most famous demons in Japanese history. But don’t let his good looks fool you! He’s vicious, and his demonic power is second to none!" Simon Abe said proudly.
"Uh... Drake the Demon! Just how vicious is he? And what’s up with that weird name—do Japanese people actually have the surname 'Drake'?" Shawn Young was clearly out of his depth.
"Oh, he’s one sick bastard. Loves seducing virgins, then chops off their boobs for a midnight snack—he’s the ultimate virgin slayer! Only the Demon Slayer Sword could take him out, and it’s the only thing that keeps his soul in line. You’ll see just how nasty he gets—just wait!" Simon Abe flashed a wicked grin, muttered another spell, and swung the Demon Slayer Sword.
Drake the Demon's eyes flashed red, and his once-handsome face was suddenly shrouded in a fierce, murderous aura. He reached behind him and conjured a massive, fiery red sake gourd!
Drake the Demon lifted the gourd, tipped his head back, and gulped down its contents. A strong scent of liquor filled the air—it was a sake gourd! Clearly, Drake the Demon loved his booze, and even as a spirit, that ‘hobby’ hadn’t changed!
After chugging several mouthfuls of strong liquor, Drake the Demon's massive body began to radiate another layer of red demonic light. Then he started striding toward Shawn Young.
Drake the Demon's steps didn’t look fast, but in the blink of an eye, he was standing right in front of Shawn Young. Instantly, Shawn felt the intense power of his red eyes and the demonic light radiating from his body.
Shawn Young quickly gathered his true energy, channeling it into his palms. With a loud shout, he struck out with both hands.
"Boom! Boom!" Two fierce blue beams shot out, one after the other, slamming into Drake the Demon's chest—this was the powerful Palm Thunder technique!
Drake the Demon let out a bizarre laugh, completely unfazed by the incoming thunder strikes. He simply raised his massive sake gourd in front of him.
"Bang! Bang!" The two thunder strikes hit the sake gourd, but instantly vanished without a trace, as if swallowed by the sea.
Holy shit! That’s nuts... He just shrugged off my thunder magic like it was nothing! Shawn Young’s jaw dropped as he scrambled back a dozen steps, putting some much-needed space between himself and Drake the Demon.
It’s common knowledge that most demons and monsters fear the power of thunder and lightning, since it’s one of the greatest forces in nature and can subdue most evil spirits.
But clearly, Drake the Demon was an exception to this rule—he was something else entirely. Now Shawn Young finally understood why Simon Abe was so confident. Turns out, Drake the Demon was his ultimate trump card!
Seeing Shawn Young back away, Drake the Demon grinned wickedly but didn’t give chase. Instead, he suddenly puffed out his cheeks, and a wave of red light mixed with a powerful scent of liquor spread in all directions, quickly enveloping several hundred meters. It formed a strange barrier saturated with the smell of sake.
"Uh... What’s this freak planning now?" Shawn Young tensed up, but he knew Drake the Demon was about to pull some crazy sorcery. He pumped up his true energy, ready to shield every last inch of his body.
Drake the Demon's body trembled, his feet stomped the ground, and he clapped his hands. Bending slightly, he opened his mouth wide once more.
"Whoosh..." A powerful jet of sake shot from his mouth, speeding straight toward Shawn Young like an arrow—its force was truly shocking.
At the same time, he clapped his hands again.
"Bang!" Instantly, a crisp sound echoed through the barrier. The sake that had filled the air didn’t fall to the ground—instead, it merged with the jet of sake and transformed into a blazing fire dragon, roaring toward Shawn Young!