The World, Cracked

At this moment, in Belobog, in the room where Cion lived, a golden ultra-rare trash bag lay quietly on his bedside table.

Thinking of that golden trash bag, tears involuntarily streamed from Stelle's eyes.

Sob sob sob... a golden trash bag.

It was an ultra-rare trash bag!

It was an ultra-rare collectible she had worked so hard to obtain!

And she had just given it away like that.

Even thinking about it now made her heart ache.

Thus, filled with grief and indignation, Stelle issued another command.

"Beat him to a pulp for me! B... Bat-Wielding Raccoon." (╬◣д◢)

"Roar! Aha! I'm bringing you... a bat."

Since his identity had already been exposed, Cion stopped pretending. He cast aside the persona of someone who could only roar and charged forward fiercely with his bat.

"You actually transformed into an Aether Spirit and entered the fight yourself. Akivili, where is your dignity? Your dignity as an Aeon?"

Homu somehow pulled out a golden cross and confronted the Bat-Wielding Raccoon.

"I forgot about that stuff twenty thousand years ago!" (▼皿▼#)

The Bat-Wielding Raccoon knocked Homu back several steps with one swing, then leaped backward and condensed another rainbow baseball in his hand before firing it at Homu.

"Besides, aren't you an Aeon too?!" (╬◣д◢)

The Bat-Wielding Raccoon demanded!

"I'm not the same as you!" (??へ??╬)

Homu performed a donkey roll to dodge the Bat-Wielding Raccoon's attack.

"Aha—no, Homu here has never had something like dignity in the first place!!!" ?(`?′)?

Homu righteously declared those utterly shameless words.

Without the slightest hint of embarrassment.

Then, before Cion's second baseball could reach him, he pulled out a knife and slit his own throat.

His HP was instantly emptied, and he entered the second phase.

Then, before anyone could react, he immediately unleashed his ultimate.

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