"This is turning out to be rather fun, isn't it~"
Watching his avatars and Halifask's avatars each doing their own thing.
And feeling the long-lost sense of utter abandon transmitted back by his avatars.
Within a certain spacetime vortex.
Orsaga's true body, wreathed in blazing flames and seated cross-legged atop a bare stone, helplessly scratched his head.
Perhaps because it had been far too long since he had traded blows with someone reasonably strong.
He really was a little excited now.
All that could be said was that he had generally retained some restraint and had not truly started wreaking havoc yet...
They were still at the playful stage.
It had not yet escalated into a desperate, dead-serious struggle.
After all, the time had not come yet.
But boredom was rather irritating, all the same...
Thinking that, he slowly rose to his feet and muttered involuntarily:
"Some of the avatars have been fighting for ages already. It's about time we got started too. What fun is there in playing hide-and-seek all the time..."
The moment his words fell.
He transformed into a streak of blood-red light, pierced through layer upon layer of Time and Space Barriers, and shot toward some distant direction!
Ever since he and Halifask had encountered each other.
Aside from their brief clash at the very beginning.
Throughout the remaining time.
Their true bodies had never formally met face-to-face.
It had all been their avatars tangling with one another.
Halifask's true body had constantly been waging guerrilla warfare against Orsaga...
235,285,794 avatars.
Each possessed the ability to disguise itself.
Even Orsaga had needed some time to locate the other party's true body among them.
After tearing through countless obstacles.
At last, a pitch-black space appeared before his eyes.
There, countless slender, special black threads densely covered the