Harumi Kiyama froze.
A new age belonging to the Magnetic Field The Strong?
Horror appeared in her eyes, hidden beneath her disheveled, sweat-dampened hair.
Harumi Kiyama knew very well that if her plan spiraled completely out of control, the worst outcome might drag hundreds or thousands of people into misery and suffering.
But compared with the Kihara Clan, who now stood before her as the ultimate masterminds lurking behind the scenes, her own actions paled into insignificance.
What they intended to do would cause irreversible consequences whether they succeeded or failed, and might even become the root cause of every tragedy and catastrophe to come.
Watching her reaction, Therestina's lips curled into a smug, unrestrained smile.
"You've already come into contact with the greatest power in the world, yet you're content with such trivial details. No wonder you ended up like this."
Therestina spread her arms, her face filled with impenetrable darkness and fanaticism.
"You pathetic, laughable fool. You could have become a god of the New Era, but you gave up that opportunity for those worthless failures..."
"Stop wasting time, Therestina."
Harumi Kiyama sneered and cut her off without ceremony.
It was not as though missing out on such power left her unmoved.
But now, those feelings could not begin to compare with the hatred blazing in her heart.
In the end, her goal had never been fame or results. All she wanted to see was those children's happy smiles.
In that case, it was not time to give up yet...
"Tch..."
Therestina shut her mouth, her eyes full of indifference as her expression grew even darker.
"You're nothing but a failed specimen, yet you certainly have a lot to say."
As she spoke, her body swayed slightly. In an instant, she appeared before Harumi Kiyama, then stepped forward