A man seeming no older than thirty floated above the collesuem, his figure draped in a golden robe akin to that of a king. The young-looking man had long silver hair that he allowed to fall on his shoulders and even below it. His voice sounded firm but soft, old yet young, and his gaze seemed able to pierce their souls to uncover their secrets.
His figure shimmered within the light above them as his regal figure cast a shadow on their faces, but nobody could deny the incredible power he held even if they didn't like his sudden appearance.
The young-looking man's figure palpitated with so much power that from that over 200m distance the audience could see wisps of shockingly different elements flow freely out of his figure. Noah sense's felt unable to gain a vague idea of the man's power, and even the systems inspection proved futile.
