Scorching Wind

Foooosh!

An extending of his wings brought up a scorching wind as Kieran ascended higher in the sky.

The dark clouds were dispersed long ago during the previous fight.

The pure moonlight shone down like a waterfall, showering Kieran's devil body. The white moonbeam and the red fire resonated with each other, producing a obscure melody of incantations similar to a nocturnal tune, echoing on the sea.

The waves were rumbling non-stop, sending away the debris of the battleships.

Smulder's battle intent overflowed in his gaze as he viewed the scene.

In order to deliver a fatal blow, he was charging the Sanctuary Force in his fist. He wanted the invader before him to know he was the final victor.

However, a moment later, Smulder's expression turned bad.

The giant mutated cyclops rose before him again, in an even more frenzied form.

ROAR!