"Young Master!"
The cries of Nazal rang out behind him as all around this space, Megalonian were looking around frantically as before they could do anything, the visage of Quintessential Megalonian Nu could be seen in the skies making a snatching motion down below as if she were plucking stars, and hundreds of Megalonians disappeared on this Megalos Mountain as they turned into glimmers of light that were contained in cerulean crystals around the waist of Quintessential Megalonian Nu.
She seemed to see the intent radiating from the distant figure of Pyrrhus atop the golden sea as her gaze flickered, but she continued to take all those she could with her.
Atop the golden sea, Pyrrhus seemed to have come to a decision.
At the same time, Noah seemed to have come to a decision.
The Will of Pyrrhus should have long been extinguished over the vestiges of time and shattered records, and yet at this moment…
HUUM!
