When Fang Zheng arrived before the Black Tower, the place had already become a bloody, terrifying battlefield.
The corpses of Angels and demons lay everywhere. Both sides had gone red-eyed with slaughter, fighting without end. After all, this concerned who would control the future of the whole world. At a time like this, any retreat or hesitation was meaningless.
Fang Zheng had also been intercepted by demons and Angels along the way, but he did not care who they were. Anyone who stood in his path was killed.
When he reached a platform high atop the Black Tower, several other competitors finally appeared before him.
At that moment, they were glaring coldly at one another. Not far ahead of them, a man was half-kneeling on the ground, while behind him, an Angel in golden armor stood in a wretched state, supporting herself with a longsword as she glared at everyone before her.
"The strong devour the weak. Only the strongest can rule the world. Power is justice!"
The one speaking was Tachibana Chiaki of Musubi. She looked like a beautiful young girl—except her left hand had completely ceased to resemble a human hand, transforming instead into a huge, black claw like the Tyrant from Resident Evil. Well, this was probably what she looked like after merging with Gozu Tennoh.
"What meaning is there in that? Human contact with others only brings disaster. No one can help you. Only you can save yourself..."
Nitta Isamu, standing on the other side, still retained his human form, but he looked equally bizarre. The youth's upper body was bare, and his skin was covered in things resembling human faces, twisting as they emitted strange, eerie noises.
"Foolish children."
Only Hikawa, standing nearby, appeared indifferent. He stared coldly at the two of them, contempt filling