The blazing Light Sword pierced Doomsday's body.
For the God-Slaying Armor pilots who still retained their own consciousness, this moment was no less than a thunderclap from a clear sky!
What was more... what was more, the Holy Machine God had activated once again!
For the Infinity Clan pilots, nothing was more invigorating than seeing the Holy Machine God activate again!
"We still have hope!"
"These old bones of mine will give it one last shot!"
"Hey! Kid piloting Bael, squeeze it for everything it's worth! Don't worry about whether we live or die! You can do it, right?"
"Bael's command power is far greater than this. I saw with my own eyes what it looked like when the hero Klyub piloted it!"
Faced with the sudden surge of fighting spirit, Adams did not refuse... nor could he afford the slightest hesitation now. Yet he kept feeling that the one controlling Bael was not himself.
It was the "departed soul" hidden within Bael... the will of the hero Klyub that remained within Bael.
He was merely a vessel.
"But even if I'm only a vessel, only a container..."
A youngster was meant to burn with passion.
"Even if I'm just a disposable container, I..." Inside the cockpit, the hot-blooded youngster roared, "I have already stepped onto the greatest stage of all!"
Green radiance spread before Adams like a river, swiftly washing over his consciousness!
At that moment, Adams felt as though his consciousness had broken free from the prison of his body and entered an unprecedentedly strange space.
His thoughts became incomparably active, and in an instant, he saw through everything on the battlefield... It was a feeling of controlling the entire field.
"This is..."
"Don't just stand there, kid. Focus!"
Adams could not help but freeze, because it was