Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

I don't know.

Is he an enemy? Is there really no room for discussion?

I don't know.

Is Moana's word true? Isn't it true that they are the ones who have righteousness?

I don't know.

Is it right to slaughter a willing being without knowing it well?

I don't know.

They are more enemies than they have attacked. The enemy should be defeated. That decision should be correct.... really?

I don't know.

You should trust Moana and the others.... really?

I don't know.

Are you sure you're making the right decision? You sure about what you believed? Am I missing something? Aren't we looking away from what we need to see? Am I wrong? Don't you think it's convenient?

I don't know. I don't know. I don't know!

"Ha, Losing Back"

Running around in an instant, empty thoughts. A voice mocking it as if it had seen through makes the glow hack me back.

When I realized it, there was a fierce claw looming in front of me.

"Huh!"

"Colour."

The accumulated experience and the best specs move your body, even when you are poked at the impression. A holy sword bouncing with tremendous momentum shifted Niebra's nails upwards.

Niebla leaks her dismay that her attack was easily missed. No way could I have expected a young man trembling in fright with a blue expression disturbing his breath to show such a agile reaction.

Most of all, the upset is for a moment. In the moment you pass, wave your fingernails of anger. Instead of shielding their own flesh, let the light shine from the blind spot.

But what rang was neither the scream of the Terminator nor the vivid sound of tearing the flesh.

Shaaaan and one clear tone of metal rubbing against each other that is unlike any other on the battlefield. It is the sound of a flickering claw emitted from the blind spot being diverted by the Holy Sword of Glow. Only the tracks deviated according to the movement of the nails of Qi.

"What?"

Now it's time for Niebra to reveal her upset. Such a shock runs in his abdomen.

"Oops!?

My consciousness flies for a moment into the shock that I wonder if I've been stirred up in my gut. Niebra, who regained consciousness by being slapped to the ground without a sense of up or down, managed to run her gaze into the glow.

So I see him raising one leg, and I finally understand that I've been kicked over.

It was a terrible skill. The ability to sense against attacks from blind spots, a move that deflects beautifully rather than prevents all attacks, and a perfect counter, while also increasing the speed of response to the first blow.

But, but

(What the fuck!? What the hell is that man!?

Niebra is more perplexed than afraid. The warrior of war possesses a tremendous skill, but the young man at the end of his gaze still turns a frightened eye to Niebra.

With just one kick, what the hell are you scared of while pushing Niebra's defense through like a piece of paper scrap and into a situation where she can't even stand up right away?

Or it was Niebra, who I assume is just an act, but from the way Kwong Hsien is desperately pushing and killing something, I don't think so very much.

That's why I don't know. Or even Spencer, the Kingsguard of a resentful queen, who would have outstripped the warrior, I don't understand the chiseled way.

(Damn, do you have family anymore? If so, priority should be given)

Prioritize attacks on opponents who, if defeated, can surely disintegrate the enemy side, or even just cause injury, causing agitation, over incomprehensible newcomers. Then the retreat will come true, too.

Niebla's eyes shifted from the glow to Moana.

"Wow, wow, wow!

A tremendous roar as if to blow your tympanic membrane. As soon as possible, an unusual amount of density and distraction erupts from Niebra's body.

The releasing of fierce temper, as if the space itself had been anointed with black ink, is a dangerous act even for Niebra herself. Because it's tantamount to releasing enormous life force.

But in a battlefield where irregulars exist, the best choice is to withdraw with greater certainty. As it shows, Niebra's releases turn into hundreds of tough nails.

"Your Majesty!

"Pray, this -"

"Knock."

At a moment when Anil flied out to shelter Moana in agitation, Leelyn tried to exercise the benefit of the fence while she was in agony, and Moana decided to be prepared not to intercept her while she was in a cold sweat, a ridiculous claw of agitation hit her like a barrage to count.

"That's all, I won't let you! - [Heavenly Absolute]!"

Before the tsunami of black and nails, Kwang Hui broke in with instantaneous travel and confusing steps.

Moana calls her name with a voice that guides her through her "glow of light".

Is Moana's words correct? If you hear that voice, I don't think she's deceiving herself. How can I imagine that someone who guides me through an uncertain self of the qualities I met a while ago is using me when I am in danger?

But...

(I don't know, I'm not. What I don't believe...)

It's like the contents of a stirred mixer inside a mess. Still, the thought of having to protect moves the glow.

The most extensive defensive magic of light attributes that can be activated in a fast-track fashion - "Heavenly Absolute". This magic, which allows multiple shining barriers to unfold simultaneously, inhibits the exhaustion of impatient nails.

In the illusion that night darkness had descended, it was even fantastic to see countless barriers flying around as if they were lights of hope.

Surely prevent, and the Holy Sword of Glory strikes down.

Spencers, playing the warrior of the war and perfectly flaunting the breathtaking Niebra's onslaught, I see, there are times when great beings do just invite. Great warrior.

Everyone thought so in the fogging. Those other than Moana who were right beside the glow and saw its side, desperately preventing the attack with a look that was still about to collapse.

Get out of the way everywhere! Oh, the next thing you know, it's definitely a punishment - '

"I'm not giving you the next one."

When Niebra finally recovered from the shock of the glowing leg blow and tried to retreat distracted, Spencer jumped in through that distraction.

The sword of Spencer, who waved his fingernails on his face like running water, finally caught Niebra's torso.

"Guru!?

"It's over."

I feel like a rip. Spencer's sword was wrapped in a breeze with a light green glow.

Spencer's dry bamboo crack, which sent a bitter blow from the jaw gate, is sucked into its neck as Niebra's blood breeze strikes.

Zanth, Spencer's sword swung through. The giant Niebra falling in. And Niebra's head rolling down.

"Kachi, ku... hourly"

Niebra, still disjointed and unwary, but because of its physical limitations, vomited words of resentment at the end of the day and silenced. The temper is foggy and the light disappears from Niebra's eyes.

Spencer, who hummed his nose and laid his sword, said, "Situation report!" and raise a tense voice. As soon as he does, he tells us that the Kingsguards, who in the end never lacked one, are safe one after the other, that they have wiped out Niebra's family, and that Dario has broken the bones of his arms but not so much as a serious injury.

There seem to be a lot of fine wounds, but boosting self-healing through the beneficence technique seems to heal you in a matter of minutes if you're up to a simple fracture or so.

"Lord Brave! Thank you for protecting Your Majesty. Hey, boulders are warriors chosen by Master Fortina. Sincerely, it was brilliant."

Spencer turned his praised and thankful expression to the glow without any cloudiness. The same goes for the other warriors. Leelyn and Nathan, among others, look with respect but curiosity. I guess I can't help but wonder about the art of glow.

"Oh, no, that's such a big deal..."

"Ha. You outweigh the onslaught that risked the lives of the Dark One on that level," What's the big deal? You're reliable! Thank you again, Lord Brave. "

Spencer seeks to shake hands with a smile that people like. He has the impression of being a warrior with excellent skill but also a preferred young man with humility against Kwong Hsien.

But to Spencer like that, and to the warriors who come together with the same look, Mitsui returns a troubled look, even though she responds to a handshake.

"Um, could you call me by name, if you can? Not brave. Because I don't mind the glow."

"Oh, I'm glad to hear that. Then with Lord Gwanghui. If you could just call me Spencer."

Spencer, who once again sees the word of glow as an indication of friendliness, turns an increasingly favorable eye. The liking from the old warriors grows. The same goes for Leelyn and the others.

Mitsui's expression is increasingly such a look, as if she were desperate to cheek bitter food all over her mouth, but not to put it on her face.

"Mitsui, let me also give you a word of gratitude from me. I also pay tribute to that extraordinary skill. I just want to thank you for something...... Whatever, you can't be too relaxed like you just got raided. I'd like to leave immediately..."

"Ah, yes. I have no objection. Apparently, the information that Master Moana and the others are here was leaking. Sure, I think we should hurry"

To Moana, who entered into conversation with Spencers in a way that somehow felt like watering, Shining pulled her strength out of her shoulder like a whoop.

Again with Spencer at the head of the forest border. The line goes early enough.

Forest border that I eventually saw. Seeing the multiple large shadows forming in front of it, the glowing hand stretched to the pattern of the Holy Sword.

"Mitsui, it's okay. That's our riding animal."

"... for riding, is it? You look like a big lizard, though."

"Mm-hmm. It's a species called Arrows, featuring a torso that I want to flatten and a long neck. High walking power, hard to shake. Yeah, see, the staples are fruity and nostalgic, right?

Speaking of animal-based means of travel, from the glow of which the horse is common sense, the fact that a vicious facial lizard over two metres in length is for riding is just a little confusing.

As we approached, we could see something like a collar or a U-shaped fence or a chair sitting on the back. I guess it's a saddle that can both sit in such a way that it can bring, even as it stands.

At first glance, he said, "Hi-ha-ha! Human! Food! I'm gonna eat it raw! It's an atmosphere that's going to strike me," but as far as that kind of equipment is concerned, it does seem like a means of travel in this world.

(I see, is it like the demon that the Demons were riding... But uh-huh...)

For once, the glow convinced me that I was not a dangerous being, but now I was concerned about something else.

There are ten Arrows in all, but of these, a large ribbon was mounted on the head of Arrows, who is the most physically fit and stylish. Pink. Very pink.

Vicious faces, gleaming eyes, grunts and small leaking roars, prestigious atmosphere...... but pink ribbon over head.

How surreal. Is this the sensibility of the people in this world? Or is it an essential piece of equipment? No, but I didn't do a ribbon except for the one that looked like a leader...

Gwanghui was confused.

Moana, who seems to have followed the gaze of such a glow and guessed what she was looking at, approached Arrows, who bowed slightly proudly.

"Hehe, what do you say? Isn't she cute? This child is my exclusive horseman. His name is Haum. Alright, Haum, the Lord is home. Did you miss him?

So, Moana stroking the rind and the head of the house. I see there seems to be a definite affection, not just a horseman. I guess it's positioned as a pet, or a partner.

We trusted each other.

"Grrr."

"Him!?

The head poke of the house burst. Moana turns back in momentum. "Is it fierce after all!?" It was a rushing glow, but neither Anil nor the Spencers seemed to care. He prepares himself for his horseback and departure.

"Hehe, what, I knew you missed me? I'll get you plenty when I get home.

Cute guy! Brain blows directly into Moana, who tried to hug her to the house again in an atmosphere such as this, with a jaw drop that wouldn't have dropped her heel.

"... Um, are you okay?

"Haha, no problem, Gwanghui. Haum has always been a sweetheart. This is how I get close."

"Grr."

"No, you know, I don't care..."

The head of Moana, who looked back toward Shining, was said by Haum to be puckered. Moana is full of jitters. Whatever you look at it, it just looks preyed on.

"Here, this is Haum! Not if we're playing right now! So, oh, it hurts! House, just a little, no, because it hurts pretty bad! Look, you're a good girl, so let go - ah."

Moana taps the head of the house with Pessi Pessi to convey the gibberish. Haum kazikazi Moana as if to complain about something or clear up the grudge of his years.

I saw Anneal as the gleam I saw asked for help. Anil sighs, pointing a little bit over the head of the house.

Gwanghui approached the fearful house.

"Uh, Haum?

"Guru."

If Gwanghui turns her gaze over the head of the house, the house nods when she says "please". Moana devoured her teeth. It's a herbivore's tooth, so it won't stick, but it won't make a difference painfully. Moana said, "Aww!?" and a small scream.

Hikaru gently reached out and took the ribbon over the head of the house.

When Haum conveyed his gratitude to Shining with his eyes, he "peppered" Moana, as if spitting and throwing away.

"Ugh, ha, if you haum. Because he's really sweet."

Moana wipes a little face with her saliva as if she had been attacked by a thug. Is the tone changing because I'm a little upset? He is shyly out of sight from the glow of looking down at himself with an indescribable look.

"Bye, Gwanghui. You'll ride behind me - hon. Can you ride behind me?

"Oh, yes."

Still standing still, but following Moana's tone back to regain the majesty of the queen, Kwanghui rode on the back of the house. Again, the basics seem to be a stand-up ride.

When Moana got on board, she heard the sound of "chip" coming from the house...... no way it was tongue-in-cheek.

"Hmm? That? The ribbon..."

He rode and noticed. Moana, do you know where the ribbon is? I'm looking around like I said, and I'm looking at my surroundings. The ribbon is in the hands of glow.

Haum missed his long neck and stared at the glow. The eyes were filled with thoughts so real that they could see at first sight. Namely, "This woman, do something!".

"... Sounds like you went somewhere just now. Dear Moana, there's been a raid, and shouldn't it be time to leave?

"Oh, yeah. Um, sorry about the glow. That ribbon was a house favorite... not if you're saying that now."

I felt like there was a killing intent in Haum's gaze. Kwong Fai understood. Haum's eyes said, "Who would like that? Boquete! We're gonna die one day! That's what I'm complaining about.

The light that somehow perceived the relationship between the Queen and her dedicated horseman - gently, I missed the ribbon. There are things in the world that you shouldn't have done.

Haum's eyes shine. There seems to be a growing fondness for the glow. "Coming," he says, sounding heartless or in a good mood.

"Hehe, are you happy to run with me? Cute guy! But I have a guest today. I'll ask you to run politely."

"Grrr!!

Is it just a reply, or "You can't be happy, Boquete! Whether it was a cry of denial, or whatever it was, the roar of a mighty house signaled that a line would leave the woods.

Shortly after leaving the woods, it was the sandy world that jumped into the sight of the glow. As far as I can see, the sand continues to the horizon. Moana's words that the forest behind them was a minority were indeed true.

"It's not like Gruen..."

That was the glowing feeling of seeing the vast desert.

Great desert present in Tortoise. Red copper world. A world filled with the same heat and sand.

But Kwong Fai knew. Gruen Grand Desert and that this desert is decidedly different. I couldn't find a word to describe it well, but if you dare...

"He's dead."

"... um. Exactly. This is a dead world."

It was Moana who affirmed Gwanghui's words. Moana's eyes filled with sadness as she glanced back over her shoulder as she grabbed onto the U-shaped fence on a house that was surprisingly low shaking and then proceeding on the sand at an incredible rate.

"It's not just a desert. Grace, power to live, as a result of being uprooted. Once, before the massive war that broke out about a hundred years ago, this place was also in the lush woods."

"War......"

The "Dark One" and mankind's several wars about a hundred years ago. No, the showdown.

It was the then king of the Kingdom of Sinclair who took the lead as the Alliance Lord. At the end of the fierce battle, much damage was done to man and to nature, but his king nevertheless succeeded in disputing the king of the then [Dark One].

"Your fathers left the armies of the Dark One. Nature was lost from 80% of the national territory for the price...... but it still remains the same and only around the Wang capital is nature still there. I think it's a great battle."

"Didn't you do transitional capital?

If you look at this desert, which can only be described as "dead", you can tell. Very, not a place where people can live. Eighty percent of the land is dead. It seems natural to move the Wang capital and try to rebuild it.

To Gwanghui's doubts, Moana opened her mouth as she stared far away.

"The King of the Dark One - because he looks black in unusual concentrations of temper, we call him the Dark One, who lived long enough to accumulate power."

"Black King......"

"Do you understand? It's not a blood muscle. Once you talk about it, it doesn't end there." Black King "exists in any age. How big and small is the power?"

Moana let her gaze at the distance sweep into the vast desert. Gwanghui groans, perceiving what Moana is trying to say.

"This is still a battlefield, isn't it? It's also the best."

"Oh. I don't have the benefit to take it away. In this desert, they can only use the spirits they accumulate in themselves. We're with you in terms of not getting the power to benefit from the surroundings, but it's still best not to be fortified any more, not to destroy nature."

So I don't do transitions. Because a doomed land is the best battlefield. Sinclair warriors remain in this barren land to keep fighting. The kingdom of Sinclair is a battlefield at the forefront, even after a time of starry frost.

"Of course, we are still transferring the people to places where nature remains. In a way that leaves autonomy to lords everywhere. We leave it to you to produce the main foods and everything else."

"What about each territory being targeted in the form of bypassing this desert?

Moana shook her head and answered Gwanghui's question.

Says the "Dark One" dominates the land to the east, and each territory is distributed to the west across this great desert. With the sea spreading to the north and nothing obstructing sight, as in the desert, you will always notice the surveillance units that are permanently stationed everywhere.

To the south there is a mountainous zone, beyond which, like the Kingdom of Sinclair, the news reaches us immediately if there is anything because the remaining powers are building a front.

Therefore, the Dark One cannot invade every territory to the west without the Sinclair kingdom noticing.

Literally, the desert and the Sinclair kingdom capital are the last forts and the front battlefields.

"… I admire you"

"Thanks"

To all the warriors. And to the young queen who leads them. Moana laughed and nodded happily at the glow of putting her hand on her chest and saying so.

Silence persists for a while. Gwanghui is lowering his gaze by pulling his mouth into a single letter so as to give thought to the warriors heard.

Moana opened her teasing mouth with a flickering glance over her shoulder with such a glow while showing her a few stray bare gestures.

"Mitsui. Can I ask you something?

"? What is it?

To the glow with her face up, Moana makes her gaze wander like she chooses words.

"Well... why are you a brave man?

"Huh?"

I felt something soothingly cold enter my chest. Isn't it a shame you call it that? I thought they said that. I felt discerned the weakness of the glow that was exposed in the battle against Niebra.

Seeing the glow that upset and made her complexion look bad, Moana overlaid her words as she panicked.

"Oh, no, it's not. It's not like I'm complaining or anything. I just wondered if it was a strange way to call it."

"Wonder, is it?

Apparently he sees it as different from his imaginary intentions, and the glow leans his neck out of his fortified expression.

"Oh. I think it's strange. When I heard Master Fortina invited the brave, I wasn't sure what I was really like. 'Cause you do, don't you? Brave man - if it means as it is, it means" courageous man. "

With his gaze, the glow nods to Moana, who asks if there is any difference in perception.

"Then I can say with my chest up. The warriors of our country are not left alone but" brave men. "

"Ah..."

Like being poked at the intent, Kwong Hui leaked a small voice. Moana looks back and stares straight at the glow.

"If Hikaru is the one who did something great, and that's why he was chosen by Master Fortina... isn't that supposed to be a" hero "?

"It's..."

"Oh, no, it's not like I want to trouble Shining. It was just weird."

"I heard something weird, I'm sorry," Moana glanced back forward, perceiving the confusion of the glow.

But in the glow, Moana's words crept up. Doubts overflow in my head.

What the hell is a brave man?

(Now that I think about it, what are you, a brave man? That's what I named it because it's my job. But, brave man - courageous man... isn't that a "profession" that shows talent?

Reminds me of my companions' vocation.

Healer. Fighter. Swordsman. Junction Artist......

Yes, neither he nor anyone else was a vocation linked to a real profession. "Only the brave ones vary in colour. That is certainly more like a representation of one's nature than a representation of aptitude. If you say so, your vocation is no different than being labeled a" pessimist "optimist" or a "good person" or "bad person".

If you are the one who leads the people and fights the giant enemy, it should have been "Commander" or "Wang".

(In Tortoise, the "brave man" was recognized as a profession? But then, as a "great man," as Moana said, "you could have been a hero. How can you be so brave? What the hell am I...)

Why have I gained the vocation of brave man?

If you think back on what happened in Tortoise, you even question yourself about its nature.

How many times did you fail to move when it was at stake? How many times have you failed because you couldn't even choose? How many times have you involved your people by acting the way you want?

Why are you such a brave man?

- Why are you a brave man?

"... I don't know. I don't know, I don't know."

It's like squeezed out, it's going to disappear now, such a voice.

Moana looked back once again when she understood that was the answer to her question earlier. And as I peered into the subdued glow, I stared jizzily,

"Oh well.... one day, I hope you understand. Yeah, I'm sure the time will come to find out."

"... why would you think that?

To Moana, whose man tone collapsed, Shining also unconsciously returned his doubts with a vegan tone.

Moana smiled. As if to have mercy.

"Because you're not scratching your feet. You're trying so hard to find an answer. The world isn't cold enough to trample on people like that."

"... is that right?

"That's right."

The world will surely smile at those who constantly scratch their feet. It was the words of the Queen, who continues to fight with all her heart in a doomed world, who uttered words that believed so. For the glow, it seemed a very heavy, haphazardly beautiful word.

Two staring at each other. Anil and Leelyn cat-like curiosity eyes walking together. And Spencer's eyes looking back and pointing an inorganic eye.

"Hmm."

"Oh ho ho ho"

Do something you're not sure if it's a cough or something, and Moana and Gwanghui gently distance themselves.

Anil and Leelyn's mouth is distorted by feelings like "Mmm-hmm." Is the maiden sensor even reacting?

"Oh, how far is it to Wang Du?

"Ugh, um. At this pace you'll be able to arrive in the evening."

Moana also replied to Hikaru, who had asked for information she should have heard earlier to delude herself.

What a subtle air, moving on for a while. The small high sand dunes began to be visible everywhere.

and, at that time, should it be called re-baking in the woods? Unexpectedly, the glow reacted to something and looked up overhead.

"Gwanghui?"

As Moana asks the glow, he raises his fist and orders the troops to stop.

Immediately after,

"Eh, something's falling! Evacuate!"

"Forward! Run through -"

It was Moana responding immediately to the warnings of Kwang Fai, but it was faster for multiple objects falling free to crash to surround her.

It was the lizard-like creatures that wrapped their intense caresses that crashed with a loud, earthquake roar. The fact that they are equipped with something that looks like protective equipment and the fact that they appear to be predominantly bipedal from the skeleton. Looks like you just said Lizard Man at RPG.

"Eh, scalloped dragon species!? What the hell!?

Moana's confusing voice sounded. I can't help it. If this was an ambush, you can immediately issue instructions for formation-building and prepare for interception. There can't be any strays there, and you'll end up acting in an instant, like when you deal with Niebra and her family.

But the Lizardmans, known as the Scaledragon species that fell from the sky, were already dying. Naturally, the cause is the impact of the crash. Approximately, he could have died instantly without thick protective equipment that seemed unsuitable for combat and shock mitigation caused by temper.

Surprisingly, it is about to be wiped out at the same time as it appears. It just seemed that way to Moana and the others.

Getting into that upset is not the purpose of the ambush.

"" "Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

"" "GUEEEEEEEE" "

There was a scream. It suffers from pain but is not a late scream. Same as Niebra. Life-threatening release. From the six Lizardmans, a tantrum erupted comparable to that of the earlier Niebra.

"Are you stupid, willing to kill yourself!?

"Your Majesty, escape! Leelyn, get the wind!

Moana leaks her stunned voice and Spencer raises her anger.

The Lizardman of the six is clearly of lower rank than Niebra. Nevertheless, I scattered comparable indifference to Niebra because I literally traded it for my life.

Precisely a special attack. Couldn't have predicted an ambush from the sky by suicide bombing.

Black-dyed the surrounding area in an instant as if it had exploded, giving Leelyn no time to escape, no time to wind, and no time to respond to the glow.

Everything goes away swallowed by black.

From a little further away, it would have looked as if a black-fired tornado was occurring. It is at its heart that Moana and the others are present.

There, an integral wing dragon descended from the sky. On its back, there is a large scale dragon species. He was equipped with metal protective equipment and had a large spear in his hand.

"Looks like you deserved to hit Niebra. I can't stand the anger of the queen and the abandonment of six of his family members."

A scalloped dragon breed that shouts a geeky and strange whisper.

Apparently, it was all a ploy by this scalloped dragon species that Moana and the others grabbed information about leaving the King's Capital in a small number and flowed it to Niebra.

All in order to override Moana and the others' tolerances of lifeline stones. And to stab Moana and the others with ease who can no longer move.

"And now I am the king's..."

He was a scalloped dragon species who stood idyllically and watched his temper completely erode the Moanas, but swallowed his own words at the sudden sounding of his voice and the events that occurred.

"This place becomes a sanctuary and does not pass through the divine enemy -" Holy Extinction "!!

A blast of pure white light erupted. The brilliant light swelled hemispherically as it burst the blackflame and the confusing storm of temper from the inside.

There is no slight lucidity inside it, and the lucidity blown with the flash dissolves in the universe and becomes foggy.

"Hey, what?

At the tip of the gaze of the scalloped dragon species that could not hide the upset, on the other side of the shining barrier were the falling guards and arrows, as well as the appearance of the queen.

But there's just one person, in all that hustle and seemingly unaffected, holding Moana tight.

Who the hell are you? Why are you so upset and flat!

A scalloped dragon species, who managed to recover from the confusion, mounts a great spear and exasperates.

Luminous, who put Moana to sleep in a way that allowed her to lean gently against the house, shrugged something in disregard of the anger of the Scaledragon species. Then the likeness of the particles of light descended upon all, including Moana, and enveloped him with gentle light.

Looking at it - Gwanghui turned her gaze toward the scalloped dragon species as she pulled out the holy sword.

The scalloped dragon species reacts similarly to Niebra.

A face that loses color. Trembling body. Disturbing breath.

But there's no way someone can clean it up while it's over.

If you run, Moana and the others will die.

Even over time, he still dies.

If you don't choose, you die.

The time for choice has come.