Bai E: Four Hundred Million Epics, Woven by Me! Bow Before Me, Iron Tomb! (12K, continued)

Anaxa glared irritably at Phainon before him, shielding his only eye.

Phainon was covered in cracks, golden blood flowing within them. Numerous vertical golden crystals protruded from his right shoulder and back.

The upper half of his purple armor had already been damaged. The trailing skirt-like panels had golden lining, while a crown resembling a solar corona floated behind him.

That was why Anaxa had covered his eye—it was too bright!

"Teacher Nake Xia, are you referring to how I blasted through the tree court and showed disrespect toward the Grove of Epiphany? Sorry."

Phainon spoke instinctively.

"Whether you respect the tree court is not important. What matters is that you blasted open the Ran Gate that was originally sealed!"

Anaxa sighed, rubbing his forehead.

The Nameless Titan Great Tomb's final defense had actually been blown open by his own teammate. Anaxa was so furious that he no longer cared how Phainon addressed him.

It had originally been capable of hard-locking Iron Tomb for at least three seconds.

"The Ran Gate? Forget that, it isn't important. Teacher Nake Xia, Lady Aglaea, how did you come back to life? And Castorice and Miss Cipher, how are all of you... You clearly..."

Phainon stared in disbelief at the people emerging one after another from the gate before him.

Creations of the Black Tide could not possess such rationality. Phainon naturally knew that.

But he had personally watched these people die at the hands of the Black Clad Swordsman... in other words, himself from the previous cycle.

"The Ran Gate is very important! Forget it... Aglaea, look at the fine warrior you brought up."

"Heh."

Aglaea sneered, unwilling to argue with Anaxa again.

You knew perfectly well whose student he was.

Considering they were about to face the same enemy...

"Ehhh... Forget it,