With the intent that 'if I can kill one, I'll kill one,' Assemble must give his all, even though unsealing the True Sun might bring about unpredictable consequences and costs—he has no choice but to do so!
The Earth Demon Lord's expression was gripped by terror, an unfamiliar sense of despair rising within him—a feeling he had not tasted in countless ages… After all, the last time Sauron breached the Abyss, he hadn't been in his lair, but away on an errand.
That body, hundreds of thousands of miles long, was covered in scars, resembling the pitted craters of the Moon. These were wounds from brutal foes inflicted upon Emmon—injuries too deep to erase.
Boom!
The True Sun's gigantic golden flame palm came crashing down—like the Hand of Buddha, it pressed across the universe. Spectacles and Anomalies surged forth; Golden Crows, Phoenixes, Fire Dragons—these fiery visions scattered in all directions. Once more, midnight over Nora blazed as bright as day!
