The sky was gloomy, leaden clouds hanging so low it seemed the entire heavens might collapse. Gale-force winds howled over the sea, whipping up waves taller than waves, which battered the foundations of Sumeru Platform and sent sprays of water dozens of meters high.
Yet none of it compared to the shock of those on Sumeru Platform.
Everyone stared blankly at the unbelievable sight before them, as though witnessing a miracle.
Even Angers, who had seen it all, and Uesugi Koshi, who could be called a humanoid tyrannosaur, stood frozen in place.
Eclipse had been dispelled.
That super Spirit Word ranked as high as 110, a forbidden power that allowed a mere human body to reach the realm of a Dragon King, had actually been forcibly interrupted? In theory, its might was enough to inflict grievous wounds upon targets at the Dragon King level. On a battlefield against those Mythical Creatures, it should have been a devastating trump card capable of deciding the outcome in a single blow.
But now, it had vanished. Like a wisp of smoke scattered by the wind, like a soap bubble pierced by sunlight.
"Hiss—"
One of the Nine-Headed Serpent's Split Heads flicked its tongue. That ugly head lifted slightly, as if mocking them.
Uesugi Koshi's Adam's apple bobbed. For the first time, something he had not felt in a very long time surfaced in his expression.
Fear—
"Is this the power of a 'god'?" His voice was soft, as though he were talking to himself.
Minamoto Chisaki, Genji Wakana, Chu Zihang, Angers, Mai Sakatoku—nearly everyone present could display a partial Dragon Transformation when going all out, and every one of them possessed the strength to fight a Second Generation Dragon head-on. They were monsters among humans, elites among dragon slayers, the hope of this