"Just like that... it's over?"
Looking at Daido Katsumi collapsed amid the concrete ruins, Hidari Shotaro found it somewhat unreal.
That arrogant White Reaper had actually fallen just like that, so quickly that it was hard to react.
"No, it isn't over yet."
Philip's voice echoed through the air, carrying static like an electronic signal being disrupted.
The next moment, a sudden change occurred.
Daido Katsumi's body, which should have been lifeless, suddenly began to convulse violently.
A cluster of pale flames burst from his chest. It was not the heatwave of combustion, but an almost absurdly cold light.
The two broken halves of the Eternal Memory seemed drawn by some magnetic field, vibrating wildly in the muddy water and producing a piercing metallic screech.
"Bzzzt!"
An extremely high-pitched hum swept across everyone's eardrums.
Without a Driver, the Memory actually floated directly into the air.
Then, with a wet squelch, it stabbed straight into the exposed skin of Daido Katsumi's chest.
"AAARGH!!!"
Daido Katsumi abruptly sat up, releasing a howl that did not belong to a human.
His eyeballs instantly became bloodshot, while the veins beneath his skin turned a bizarre silvery white, like countless tiny snakes writhing beneath his flesh.
Under the influence of some unknown power, Daido Katsumi, who should have been dead, floated into the air just like that, then stretched out his right hand toward Zhang Qi.
With that motion, Zhang Qi suddenly dropped to one knee.
The body formed from aurora light began to sway violently—
"Oh? It can actually trigger a phenomenon like this?"
Sensing the changes within himself, Zhang Qi's voice carried an emotion called "interest" for the first time.
He could feel a domineering force tearing at his existence.
That force did not belong to the realm of physics. Rather, some more