As the sun rose, the entire world was gilded with a warm, dazzling golden glow.
"Sure enough, seeing the sun always puts you at ease, no matter when it is."
Sunrise meant the demons would temporarily cease their activities.
It also meant the two of them were finally safe.
Even Xia Xi.
At that moment, he felt utterly drained.
He leaned against a large rock beside the road and let out a long breath.
The last time he had felt this exhausted seemed to have been that fight with Akaza, a long time ago.
Of course, this time had been even more dangerous.
After all, when he had fought that little redhead, he had felt he had roughly a thirty percent chance of winning.
Even though he had not yet mastered the Bright Red Nichirin Blade back then.
If he had staked his life on it, there had still been a slim chance of beheading his opponent.
But Kokushibo just now...
He looked back at the distant mountain forests gradually swallowed by the bright morning light.
They were already dozens of kilometers from the site of that earlier life-and-death battle.
The collapsed mountains and shattered earth had long since disappeared beyond the horizon.
Come to think of it...
A battle on that scale was hardly something a gas pipe explosion could easily cover up.
He wondered what method the Logistics Department would use to conceal it afterward.
Whatever, just say the Americans did it.
Xia Xi could not help curling his lips into a smile.
Honestly, even he was somewhat surprised that they had managed to escape.
It seemed the Combat Puppet he had urgently summoned had been useful after all.
At least it had successfully held Kokushibo up for a considerable amount of time.
Keeping him from catching up