Heroic Spirit Olter

Ritsuka Fujimaru sent Young Gilgamesh back to Chaldea.

After traveling some more distance, vast numbers of demonic beasts surged toward their position as though they were migrating.

Romani said urgently, "A massive number of living demonic beasts have been detected. Did Tiamat create all of them? There are far too many!"

Karna waved the God-Slaying Spear. "A large number does not necessarily mean danger."

Inside the inner world where Mo Li's true body resided.

Even ORT, who played with nuclear fusion, had lost count of just how much energy she had released.

The only thing she knew was that this world had grown increasingly stable under her relentless attacks. It seemed to be using her destruction to perfect itself, and she was nearly unable to keep blasting away.

How much time had passed?

Even ORT found that question unclear. Had time been accelerated in this world?

ORT could not figure it out, but she knew she was nearing her limit. Though she had certainly not lasted as long as the sun's lifespan, it had definitely not been a short time. Her attacks had also failed to break through the defenses before her. Everything seemed meaningless.

ORT's body gradually grew cold, as though the nuclear fusion reaction within her had ceased.

Of course, Mo Li knew that was an illusion. ORT simply could not be bothered with him anymore and had begun recuperating, disguising her condition while restoring her energy.

Looking at ORT, who had already given up trying, Mo Li could only sigh. "What a pity... Still, it is enough. I know how to wield the power of the sun now."

He had continuously absorbed ORT's power and withstood her attacks precisely to understand how this world's flesh could wield the power the sun ought to possess. Absorbing ORT's