Stars filled the sky, and the boundless sea rose and fell in silence. Beneath that starry sky, a massive, sword-shaped shadow swept past the clouds.
The Abyss had only managed to escape thanks to Bondrewd's all-out efforts.
"Lord Shiki-!?"
Seeing the "young Golden Lion" enter the bridge, Indigo forgot all about his mime act and ran straight up to his boss with a series of squeaky footsteps.
"Is... is this really possible?"
He could not make sense of Bondrewd's technology at all.
In fact, even if Indigo performed a medical examination on Golden Lion, the influence of Pure Gold would show him nothing but a body brimming with vitality.
"Shurororororo-! This is Lord Bondrewd's power!"
Caesar shamelessly sucked up to Bondrewd even when the man himself was absent. He was in his fifties too, and the sight made him green with envy.
Neither scientist had gone directly onto the battlefield. After helping with the preparations before the battle, they had returned to the Abyss.
"...Whew-"
Wrapped in bandages, Urouge merely pressed his palms together and sighed at the sight of Golden Lion. He offered no other reaction.
"...Abba abba-"
Apoo wanted to speak, but his mouth had been bandaged shut. He sat in a wheelchair pushed by one of the Praying Hands, with only his eyes able to move. He was currently in Supreme Grade Bandage mode.
"...Astounding."
Hawkins put down the cards in his hands. Ever since returning to the Abyss, every divination he performed had produced a jumble of results that only left his mind in chaos.
He was still young and had never considered immortality before. But how could anyone refuse something like this?
-Who on earth would act as a mole under such a good boss?
Watching Urouge sigh and silently recite scriptures, Hawkins narrowed his