Aian San sneered coldly, and at the same time, Ishii Shinichi had already come crashing down with a furious impact.
There were no fancy moves; Spiritual Power expanded and amplified within his body, then released in an explosive manner.
[Heavy]
Roger didn't dodge or evade; he was quite curious to know just how Ishii Shinichi's Monsterization differed from that of a regular Onmyoji.
The Centipede Iron Guard's arms made a rustling noise—the sound of the carapace tearing through the air with a boom.
His pupils flashed with inhuman brutality, his mouth split to his ears, and within his jagged teeth, a crimson tongue writhed.
"I'll smash you!"
"We are the future of the new world!"
Clang!
Roger raised the Sword of Destiny in his hand; this time his attack didn't involve much Spiritual Power—it burst forth with strength generated entirely from his own body.
