Though Gilan's sudden intervention had caught them off guard, the higher-ups of the Ovena Federation had not been wholly unprepared.
Yet his display after appearing truly shocked everyone... With merely a flick of his hand, he had effortlessly dispelled Blood Colonel Hellman's slash.
It was obvious that he had not used his full strength at all!
That made his true power all the more unfathomable.
At that moment, the aura emanating from the black-clad youth grew increasingly vast and turbulent, until even the heavens changed color.
The sky, already riddled with spatial cracks from the aftermath of the clash like a shattered mirror, suddenly filled with a vast expanse of spiraling dark clouds.
Dark and oppressive.
Lightning flashed, thunder rumbled.
Crack!!
A violet-white serpent of lightning slithered through the clouds, baring its fangs and claws, making the backlit black-clad youth exude a terrifying pressure.
"Hellman, and the three of you hiding away, I sincerely invite you to play a game."
Gilan's gold-to-crimson hair whipped wildly in the wind. Silver and violet light intertwined in his eyes, while his expression remained indifferent.
As he spoke, he raised the Philosopher's Sword.
Gray mist suddenly spread through the air, shrouding the sky. The mist gradually gathered, seemingly intending to form a wall of fog and completely seal off this entire area.
At the sight, Blood Colonel's pupils abruptly contracted.
He was naturally no stranger to this scene. Back then, Red Sage Gilan Iros had used this very move before his eyes to trap and kill Cupbearer Physician Gabriel, another November Apostle.
Triangle Jazz Pablo, who had later rushed over to provide support, had likewise perished after being dragged into that gray mist domain.
Hellman remembered it vividly and feared it greatly.
The other three Apostles concealed in the shadows had also shared the