There were, of course, intrinsic connections between beings from Different Worlds.
Just as Han Dong, as an envoy, could contact the Yellow Robe at any time through the mark on the back of his hand.
At the critical moment between life and death.
If the Four Ghost Wheel had remained intact, he could have easily escaped and waited for Han Dong's divine possession to expire... Unfortunately, the worst-case scenario had occurred.
The only solution Fujime could think of was to seek help from the Slashing Emperor.
The distress signal was successfully received by the Slashing Emperor several thousand meters away.
In her "complete form," the Slashing Emperor was locked in an evenly matched, savage battle with Malone.
All of a sudden, the Slashing Emperor changed her attack pattern. Gripping the Ryuumei Masamune tightly, she abruptly delivered a powerful vertical slash.
Clang~
The opening stance of the powerful slash was obvious and easy to read.
Yet even with a perfect block, Malone was still driven deep into the mine by the power contained within the strike, crashing heavily into the bottom... expanding the mine shaft's maximum depth by nearly a hundred meters.
"Hm? That slash doesn't serve much purpose. It only wastes her stamina.
Is she buying time to recover, or is there trouble outside?"
With that thought.
Great demonic wings unfurled from his back.
The instant he spread them, fierce air currents swept across the bottom of the mine shaft.
Malone shot upward at extreme speed, returning to his original position within three seconds... but the Slashing Emperor was already gone, and only faint Sin Aura lingered in the air.
"Looks like there's a problem with the battle in the city.
That guy finally made it into the city too. If I took her back myself, the other side might