After the violent collision, the golden light source split into countless rays, like writhing tentacles woven into a dazzling curtain of light.
Monchi walked upon the light, swiftly using the light curtain as footholds to move.
Behind Orucia, countless flaming arrows formed. A thousand arrows shot forth at once, tearing the light curtain into scattered sparks.
Void Tremor. Space collapsed.
Amid the interwoven barrage of energy, Monchi and Orucia's figures completely vanished beyond everyone's sight. Only two arcs of light could be seen darting rapidly about. One was a ghostly pale-blue glimmer, the other a blinding golden radiance. Every collision of light and shadow created a terrifying vortex of energy.
Under such circumstances, no one dared approach, afraid that instead of helping, they would suffer the calamity of the fish in the pond.
After another thunderous boom, the two streaks of light seemed to reach a tacit understanding. Both spun back, each claiming one side.
As they stared at each other, flames seemed to rise between them.
Whether it was Monchi or Orucia, each saw in the other's eyes an obsession that would not rest until its goal was achieved. Their obsessions differed, but once they had set foot upon this path, they would not regret it even after dying ten thousand deaths!
"Ha ha ha ha—" Monchi suddenly burst into laughter, but the mirth did not reach his eyes. There was only madness and obsession in his gaze. "It seems I cannot achieve my goal without getting serious."
As Monchi spoke, he slowly removed his mask.
The mask was connected to the ornate Frost Moon Silver Crown.
As the Frost Moon Silver Crown was removed, his bound white hair fell loose. Then, in the next instant, that satin-like white hair abruptly sprouted sharp edges and transformed into clusters of