"Defeat your own fear"...
The trial's subject was unknown; this topic was, in the end, merely Kane's guess. However, Instant Kill Spear at least believed his guess was correct. After all, the monster he feared most had already appeared before his eyes, hadn't it?
Since Punk Saian had already gripped that Pale Scepter and was staring at him, what reason did the Bright Moon Knight, who had never backed down, have not to meet him in battle?
Thus, waving his knight's lance and desperately considering how to deal with the false mage before him, Instant Kill Spear charged straight ahead.
"Impostor, how much of that guy's strength can you wield? Come on, let's find out!"
"Bright Moon level Battle Skill—Pokel's Wrathful Strike!"
"Boom!"
As he unleashed a Bright Moon level Battle Skill directly, violent battle aura surged from the Mad Knight's body. His lance, transformed into a streak of light, stabbed straight at Punk's head. To clear the trial as quickly as possible—or rather, to calm the uncontrollable irritation in his heart—Kane showed absolutely no mercy in this attack. At the very tip of his lance, even the gently flowing time was covered in cracks beneath that razor-sharp thrust.
In reality, however... the Mad Knight's full-power attack meant nothing.
For just as his spearpoint was about to touch the false mage's face, that expressionless figure clad in a black robe suddenly vanished!
Unlike its gradual appearance, this sudden disappearance was not only startling, but also felt strangely familiar to Kane.
Yes, of course it felt familiar. It would have been strange if it did not, because this was the bizarre Bright Moon tier spell that a certain unlucky knight had personally witnessed and feared most! At Half-Mechanical Eye's mail hub, even the fearless Instant Kill Spear had nearly jumped in