"...No!!!"
At the other end of the battlefield, Aurora saw Miles swallowed whole. She froze and let out a cry of despair.
The world lost all color in her eyes. Only that blazing white beam remained, devouring everything.
Miles's psychic presence—that beacon she knew so well—had vanished completely.
Under Kang's attack, every fundamental particle making up Miles's body had lost its bonds. His form dissolved into space.
Then the light faded. Nothing remained but ground vitrified by the heat and emptiness stirred by a passing breeze.
"Hmph..."
Kang gave a cold snort and slowly lowered his hand.
He looked at the barren patch of scorched earth, his voice tinged with patronizing regret.
"You were a dangerous enemy, I'll grant you that. But you could never imagine the power of time. Before a true god, every struggle is futile..."
"Hm?!"
Before he could finish, the composure and arrogance on Kang's face froze!
His pupils contracted—not because of anything he saw, but because an utterly chilling malice had appeared out of nowhere and locked onto him!
Where Miles had vanished, flecks of golden light appeared from thin air, drifting like fireflies in the night.
They gave off no warmth, yet carried terrifying psionic power that made the soul tremble.
The flecks swirled together, tracing the outline of a translucent figure.
He was a young man with golden hair standing on end, a pale face, and a sinister expression. Unconcealed madness and a lust for destruction churned in his eyes!
After Miles's death, Legion had descended into the world as a pure spirit!
"Conqueror... Kang?"
Legion tilted his head, seemingly adjusting to this new way of existing. He glanced down at his translucent palm, then raised his eyes and fixed them squarely on Kang.
"You actually killed him..."
Legion spoke calmly, a strange