Kiana's Fire Sealed Him Off from the Side, but Otto Couldn't Break It Down

"Are they stronger than Kevin?" the Dragon Prince suddenly asked.

"Not yet," Huo Yuhao said. "But they can go where Kevin cannot."

"Where?"

"The human world," Gu Yuena said softly. "Because they still remember why they fight."

Xue Ye slowly closed his eyes, as if he had finally caught sight of a glimmer of light that did not belong to Otto. "In this game of chess, he calculated everything, yet failed to calculate that the two people he personally cast aside would return side by side in the end and include him in their reckoning. Not as a sacrifice, but as the one person who most needed to wake up."

"What if he can't wake up?" A'Dai asked.

"Then he truly will be nothing but ash," Tang San said. "And they will tread over that pile of ash and pluck the world back from the roots of the Tree."

The darkness was torn apart.

It was not the Light Screen lighting up. The sky within the image split cleanly in two. One golden and one silver fissure cleaved down from the depths of the clouds at once, like two swords drawn from the human world, slashing straight into the sacred palace Otto had reconstructed in the air. The white light atop the palace burst outward, rows of columns trembling violently as though a heavenly palace had been awakened by the roar of mortals.

"Otto—!"

Two voices exploded at the same time. One rang like clashing gold and iron, the other like blazing fire whipping through the wind. Durandal's and Kiana's voices crashed into the image from two separate directions, making the entire divine hall hum. Durandal rode her black horse through the last flight of light outside the hall, while Kiana, wrapped in Fuel Fire, smashed through a corner of