They had thought the crisis at the Holy Land had passed. Though the losses were severe, as Ron had said, "renovation" had preserved the World Government's dignity far better than "reconstruction."
The World Government had saved face, so the Affiliated Nations would not fall into chaos. As long as the Affiliated Nations remained stable, everything would continue as before.
But Rob Lucci had only just realized that this was just the beginning!
The Five Elders were dead, and Ron had become the only public leader of the Holy Land. Yet he still felt that it was not enough!
He even intended to seize the authority held behind the scenes by Lord Imu!
Feeling the two invisible yet tangible pressures in the air, Rob Lucci almost wished he were blind and deaf, so he would not have heard anything.
Unfortunately, he was neither.
He heard everything clearly.
He also saw everything clearly. After hearing what Ron had said, Imu's shoulders trembled slightly.
That was anger, right?
He had to be furious!
People were going to die!
Just as Rob Lucci's mind ran wild, Imu turned around. His brows furrowed slightly, as if he were dissatisfied.
Noticing his radiant face and youthful appearance despite his white hair, Ron's pupils contracted.
He had become younger?
What did that mean?!
Boom!
Suddenly, a terrifying pressure swept over them. The divine might that had seemed godlike when they first met surged into Rob Lucci's heart, forcing him to drop to the ground and prostrate himself.
"So strong!"
Ron's heart tightened. This power seemed even stronger than when they had met last time!
Zzz...
Bang!!!
Electric currents surfaced around his body before suddenly exploding, forming pale-blue flames that wrapped around him. A pitch-black outer shell coiled around his body, cutting off the pressure of Imu's aura.