CHAPTER 803
The bright radiance was as if a sun had descended amidst the spectating stands, causing every single person to shut their eyes—not from a burning sensation,
But from the sheer brilliance.
Grey was still floating in the air.
Sweat began gathering along his facial features as he held his hands outward, while those below stared up at the sky,
Wondering what was possibly happening and what exactly he was doing.
But Orion wasn't foolish enough to let this continue. Immediately, he snapped his fingers sharply.
The ki swords rained down like droplets of water from the heavens, while all Grey could do was stare at the countless blades falling toward the ground.
Sigh—!
"I guess I have to help. Ugh…." Thalos groaned loudly as he rose upright, still standing atop Noir's back.
Digging his hand into his pocket, he pulled out a small dagger.
With a casual wave of his arm, it elongated into a massive greatsword.
