There were pinnacle-level existences in the Night Battle world.
Setting aside the three founders of the great hegemonies, who were far too elusive, in an age when A-rank was already the lifelong goal of countless participants,
A-rank Upper Tier was the universally acknowledged highest level in all of Night Battle.
And even among those at that level, there were figures whose absolute strength surpassed their peers,
standing above all participants for the past century—
Song of the Wanderers NO.I, whose ability was said to be related to Dark World serial numbers; Song of the Wanderers NO.II, whose ability was said to control the souls of living beings;
as well as those backed by the forces of the three great hegemonies—
the First Zero Knight, who had quelled all unrest in Europe for that Queen during two great wars; the first Executive Officer, who had piloted the first Ultimate Power to appear in the real world and suppressed all of North America;
and the legendary, mysterious Night Watcher, who had appeared only once during a certain incident!
They were the strongest existences!
They were the pinnacle of all Night Battle!!!
The North American continent lay spread out below, lit with golden specks, while the vaster ocean beyond civilization was a sheet of darkness.
In the boundless sky battlefield, over a hundred thousand meters above the ground,
after that final fleeting glimpse in the immortal mountain illusion of a figure splitting open the heavens with a single sword,
he now truly faced another pinnacle-level existence.
Staring at the cold, grim mechanical figure like a ruler, he had never expected Final Ruler to appear.
Fang Ran's black eyes, blazing with light, widened and trembled uncontrollably!
Having arrived here in place of Death Line, Espeus's cold mechanical figure, with a white wolf perched on