One after another, they dashed forward, the living stepping over the bodies of the dead, continuing their advance.
The power tearing at the evil anomaly erupted, destroying monsters, destroying the Nail Sword, and also destroying the angels wielding the swords, yet they continued to flap their wings relentlessly.
Until it pierced through all defenses, exposing a broken, twisted yet familiar face, entangled in countless flesh and blood, with crimson hundred eyes blooming all around.
Adren fell into this core, thrusting the Nail Sword, but it didn't pierce through his brow.
The Nail Sword stalled in mid-air, unable to advance any further.
Adren looked slightly surprised, then helplessly smiled.
The sin that lasted endless years, past entanglements of grievances, or chaotic ideas and dreams.
All of it, everything...
The Bone Spear pierced his body, pushing him away, finally pinned to the wall like the other angels.
"It's so long..."
