That bastard across from him had been provoking him this whole time!
"The wrath of a billion Core Flames, burn this body to ashes!"
"I bestow upon you the dawn in which all stars burn to cinders!"
Even after becoming a Heroic Spirit, the Flame Reaver felt his blood surging to his head. His attacks grew even more violent!
Death Star Heavenly Judgment was being used like a basic attack, countless meteors brimming with destructive force raining down upon Iron Tomb's body.
Yet faced with the Flame Reaver's increasingly ferocious assault, Iron Tomb felt somewhat puzzled.
Why was the other side so angry?
He had clearly been very sincere, hadn't he?
The words of comfort and reconciliation recorded in that head had clearly said to do it this way!
Iron Tomb genuinely felt there was no need for the two of them to fight to the death... Since both of their driving forces came from hatred, why couldn't they merge?
As for whom the Flame Reaver's hatred had arisen because of? That was unimportant!
Was there perhaps an even more sincere approach?
There was, my friend!
"Before you set foot upon this endless cycle, you were my student. Khaslana, you were one of my finest students, but that often meant you would walk a different road from mine. Yet you still have a choice now. Walk beside me once more."
Iron Tomb's voice became one both familiar and unfamiliar to the Flame Reaver.
"Teacher Nake Xia..." The Flame Reaver's movements paused.
"Call me Anaxagoras! Join me in uncovering the truths of this world!"
Seeing the Flame Reaver pause, Iron Tomb extended a hand that kept twitching from the interference of the twelve Chrysos Heirs, seemingly inviting the Flame Reaver to accompany him.
The Flame Reaver fell silent.
Iron Tomb tilted