(Feeling down this weekend, so Old Dang decided to add more chapters... There will be two more tonight.)
Memories from seventeen years ago!?
During the Martial Arts Competition in the Land of Shining Stars, when Asura faced the Black Knight and the Heavenly Martial Mecha God, it had once awakened fragments of hazy consciousness.
He vaguely knew what had happened back then.
So did Asura mean something that had happened before that?
What exactly was that blank stretch of history from seventeen years ago!?
Now... was he finally going to find out?
Deep within the Asura Engine, a triangular body wrapped in soft white light seemed to be breathing like a living creature.
As Asura's voice fell silent, an even purer white radiance emerged from the triangular body and spread into the cockpit.
At this moment, Emperor Body Asura formed a triangular seal with its hands. The Leaping Blood Color in its eyes gradually faded, returning to the appearance of crystalline jade.
Glug...
Amid the soft sound of energy transmission, Mu Fan felt the metal hoses behind him slowly swell. Then a scorching breath came from the back of his head as white energy instantly poured into his spine.
Countless neurons began connecting with that gentle energy.
Mu Fan felt his consciousness gradually dispersing. He could even watch helplessly as the cockpit before him, covered in red radiance, slowly melted away.
He reached out, trying to stop it all, yet no sound came from his mouth.
It was as if the cockpit were a rock weathering through centuries, only for a gust of wind to compress that process millions of times over.
In the blink of an eye, it vanished completely, along with his arm.
Revealing the pitch-black universe beyond.
Mu Fan recalled in a daze that Asura had clearly