He naturally would not miss such a hard-won opportunity to fight.
"In the name of Dark Dimon, Magic Guidance Summon!"
"Armament, evolve!"
Bright moonlight poured down as the phantom of the Soul of the Moon God emerged behind him and raised a silver mirror high.
An incomparably pure radiance burst from the silver mirror, enveloping his entire body.
He could clearly feel his life form undergoing a drastic transformation!
His once-modest frame suddenly shot upward, as if he had transformed from a twelve-year-old into an eighteen-year-old. An arrogance born deep within his bones showed between his brows.
Pieces of silver-white armor materialized around him, each one emanating the aura of the Moon God.
In the blink of an eye, the silver-white armor adhered to his slender body as the light of evolution flowed across him.
The surge of power flooding through his body made Dark immediately realize that he had successfully evolved into the "Moon God"!
The columnar sensors rising from both sides of his ears and the curve of his chin formed a V-shape. A purple visor covered the upper half of his face, revealing only thin lips and a delicate chin.
Set in the center of the silver armor was a breastplate engraved with mysterious runes.
The six-star Magic Spirit—the Moon God—made its grand entrance!
"What kind of armament is this?"
Having witnessed the entire process, the ranger's eyes widened to their limit.
It was not strange for Dark Dimon, the Son of the Valkyrie, to possess an "Armed Card." But this armament form before him felt so bizarre that it nearly overturned everything he believed in.
But he had no time to dwell on it, as the Vampire Heiress's parasol had already stabbed rapidly toward him.
"Roar!"
The Wrath Ironclad Dragon Beast slowly raised its