A razor-sharp halo burst into blinding light over his shoulder.
Riiip-
His robe split open, exposing his pale skeletal arm. Then cracks appeared across the bone itself.
Crack-
Under everyone's shocked, trembling gazes, the Captain's arm detached cleanly from his shoulder and hit the ground hard.
Everyone watching breathed faster. Those from Dark Night City, in particular, stared in disbelief, their pupils trembling.
Only the Colossus parted her lips.
Because only she could tell.
That slash.
Had not come from Lynn.
It had come from her Queen, the one who, ever since following that man, had done nothing but sleep all day, spoiled by him until she had almost grown used to treating herself as an accessory, a body part...
"Zuo Zuo..."
She gazed into the distance, stunned.
But at that moment.
She could see the change in her clearly. She was no longer weak. She no longer thought of herself as a left hand who left everything to that wretched man. She had truly made herself stronger, so she could stand on her own when he needed her.
Constantine slowly turned his head, but his gaze fell not on Lynn's face, but on his scar-covered hand.
Because that slash contained no laws.
She had borrowed Lynn's body.
But not his laws.
Through countless hours of practice, again and again, she had unleashed that Godslayer slash!
"Impressive."
The Captain's voice was hoarse.
He acknowledged her strength, a trace of gratification and admiration in his voice.
Yet at that very moment, the skeletal hand on the ground clenched abruptly.
Crack-
An enormous, pitch-black magic array suddenly rose from the ground beneath his feet. Like phantoms, its patterns swept across dozens of kilometers of land in an instant.
Countless chains burst wildly from the magic array with a clattering roar, surging toward