Outside the Arena.
"Instant... instant kill?"
"How is that possible?"
"Is this the true prodigy?"
"Am I seeing this right?"
The beings below Tier Seven looked at the Arena, now left with only Lor, feeling incredulous.
Three thousand years ago, this one was instantly killed by the Dark Sky Race's Tier Seven projection.
Before the duel began, some beings among them did think that the Space-Time Transcender might create a miracle.
But the so-called miracle was meant to narrowly surpass the Dark Sky Race after enduring countless hardships and fierce battles.
Yet, the answer given by the Space-Time Transcender was an instant kill!
The gap here was like the difference between clouds and mud.
Only three thousand years have passed, how could that one's change be so great?
...
In a transparent light shield.
"No, it seems his Law Prototype has fused?!"
"How can a Tier Six fuse a Law Prototype?"
"I definitely didn't see it wrong, it truly fused."
