Boom!
Myriad Phenomena shattered. The armor of the six Imperial Knights exploded outright, and countless sword scars appeared across each of their bodies.
Yet even in the face of such a crisis, the Imperial Knights had not died. They were merely heavily wounded.
Beings of their level were not so easily slain.
But with that one sword strike, the Imperial Knights' Gapless coordination was briefly broken.
At the same time, Zhao Cheng swung his sword again. Yet this strike was not aimed at any of the knights, but at empty space.
But with that single slash, countless fleeting images emerged within the six knights' mental worlds—of the past, the present, and the future.
"Ake, I'm leaving."
"I'm very disappointed in you. I gave you chance after chance, but you let me down again and again. We're over now."
It was a woman in a white dress, with dazzling golden hair, speaking.
Dragging a suitcase, she had already opened the door and stood with her back to him.
As for the man named Ake, he was like a block of wood, merely staring blankly at the woman without moving.
Ake—this was a name from a very distant past. In the years to come, he would lose his own name and become a knight, the strongest knight, bearing the name of justice.
Throughout the entire Empire, everyone knew of the Justice Knight. That man was resolute and powerful, the model among models, the strongest among the strong, so perfect that he hardly seemed human.
But in truth, long ago, when Ake had still been an ordinary person, he had been a complete failure.
Lazy, indolent, weak-willed, lacking all ambition... if there was one thing worth praising, it was his luck. In his youth, he had met a wonderful girl. She was