Ōtsutsuki Koto still had not seen what she wanted to see.
She was about to lose her mind.
Meanwhile, Kitahara Kaede—
Outwardly, he remained calm and composed.
3.6 Yet inwardly, he was extremely tense!
Because he had reached his critical moment as well.
No! It should be said that the moment to decide this Dao Discussion had arrived.
The two sides were about to converge.
And at that moment, a huge breach was opened in the Crimson Army.
One blood-soaked person after another charged out from within.
When they saw people just like themselves—
Though their limbs were intact, they had been bullied into a wretched state.
They walked up to this group of oppressed people.
Pairs of bloodstained hands clasped clean hands.
"Why don't you try resisting?"
One of those who had rushed out of the Crimson Legion asked.
"They're simply too terrifying!"
Those who had been driven over by the Pale Blue Legion said.
Then, a sword coated in viscous blood was thrown over.
The sword's thrower was unknown.
Yet it landed steadily in those clean hands.
The clean hands gripped the sword tightly.
But they trembled involuntarily.
At that moment, someone walked over.
He too was covered in blood and grime, with many gruesome wounds visible across his body.
He looked somewhat nostalgically at the clean-faced person.
"When I first held a sword, I was just like you."
As soon as he said that, those trembling hands paused slightly.
Then they trembled even more violently.
"Then may I ask when you first picked up a sword?"
His face was covered in thick blood.
Only his eyes and the teeth visible when he spoke could be seen.
As he spoke, he revealed a mouthful of white teeth and a discernible smile.
"Just now! I learned it. I don't