The Disappearance of 'Its' Bloodline

"Allen? How could it be you!" It was Shalina again, crying out just as she had before. This time, too, she drew everyone's attention... But there was one difference: after that cry, every gaze fixed on the figure in the sky, his back turned to the crowd!

When the figure turned around, his expressionless face left everyone stunned, speechless, and even terrified!

Unbelievable—

It made no sense at all. It was as impossible to believe as a Blood Moon appearing in a clear blue sky.

"Allen? No. It can't be you!" El stared up at the figure towering above them, his heart filled with shock.

How could that terrifying man, whose overwhelming presence held everyone in awe, be Allen—the boy El had always seen as frail, even cowardly?

"No, impossible!" El stumbled back several steps and collided with Chris behind him. He could hardly accept what he was seeing.

His pride had taken a crushing blow.

A fool had transformed before his eyes into a genius. How was he supposed to accept that?!

"There's nothing impossible about it. He is Allen." Chris's steady, resonant voice came from behind him. Those words shattered the assumption everyone had clung to!

If even Chris, who had cared for Allen for years, acknowledged that it was him, what other possibility could there be?

And yet it was still impossible to believe!

That commanding figure in the sky, standing amid a terrifying beast of fire, facing the Bone Queen—whose very name made countless Guardians pale—without a trace of fear and even forcing her onto the defensive... was Allen? The cowardly Allen who barely dared kill an ant?

Who would believe it? How could anyone?

"Ah... He used that forbidden power after all. Allen, are you still yourself now?" Chris gazed up at the terrifying figure,