It began when that young man found the last Dark Energy Crystal in Rome at night!
The mastermind appeared, the ritual began, and figures gathered.
A massive plan surfaced, accelerating time in the depths of despair. Zero, wielding arcane arts and freed from the Simulation Scenario, appeared, and reality and the scenario were exchanged.
Nevernight Palace's arrangements collided with the Covenant's plans. "London" replaced London in the final counterattack to stop the birth of the Artificial Numbered!
The perfect and powerful figure raised the Amber Staff, its arcane halo glowing as four figures, already prepared to attack, appeared at her side.
The Covenant's Executive Officers vanished before they could intercept them.
Before the Dark Energy rift, at the moment when only Dead Line remained among the seven figures,
The disparity in numbers was reversed into a disparity in combat power!
Pulling the Dark Energy convergence node into the scenario was not only to protect reality, but also to utterly destroy the Covenant's objective of creating an Artificial Numbered.
It created such a decisive moment!
A delicate hand clenched the threads fixing space in place. The forced teleportation was negated, and Dead Line raised his masked face beneath his silver hair as threads shot forth, intending to bind all of them!
"Your opponent is me."
But an arcane formation intercepted it. Watching the elegant, gorgeous figure open her eyes, cold yet brilliant golden light descended.
Dead Line spoke for the first time that night, his voice soft and low.
"Clotilde."
Then came one figure, perfect and mysterious, peerless in arcane arts; another, silent and cold, with lethal Abilities.
Both were the strongest combatants of the third echelon, second only to those at the peak.
The figures of Arcane and Dead Line soared to the pinnacle of the dark sky, their colliding