"The marks! They must've placed some kind of magical mark on them!"
Seward realized what was happening.
But it was too late to matter.
A scarlet sea of blood gathered at the highest point in the sky, stirring up strange phenomena. It swirled down from above, covering the heavens and earth, until the entire city was engulfed by the sea of blood.
"Above and below, the sea of blood overturns. It sees sin, and bears witness to eternity."
Count Gwen planted his sword in the ground. At once, ripples spread across the sea of blood beneath them, and the decadent sound of the dead echoed across the Spirit Platform.
The knights all heard much the same voice in their minds.
Why didn't you come sooner?
Come and join us.
I'm in so much pain.
"The sea of blood."
Beneath the blood, countless Blood Ghosts crawled out and seized the knights' feet. The voices of the dead rang out, calling them to the embrace of hell.
"Final Devil Blood Weapon, Myriad Blood Sword, Blood Drop Armor." The blood of countless people spiraled into a blood tornado and converged on the Greatsword in Gwen's hands. One drop at a time, the blood formed scales of armor that covered his body.
The other three viscounts revealed their trump cards as well.
Thousand Blood Sickle, Thousand Blood Sword, Thousand Blood Hammer.
"Rejoice!" The viscount holding the blood sickle laughed wildly. "Count Gwen!"
"His strongest form has arrived!"
"Gathering the strength of the masses to forge the ultimate weapon for the final battle!"
"Final Devil Blood Weapon!"
"Weapon of the Demon General!"
"Arthur, what's he talking about?" Seward looked at Arthur.
Arthur drew a deep breath, severed the arm of the Blood Ghost clutching his foot, and sent it tumbling back into the blood. Then