A large phantom head materialized beside the corpse. Unlike the solid body, it was just a soul. But even the soul was incomplete.
The battle between the headless corpse and the temporary allies was about to end in a defeat for the corpse.
But the appearance of the phantom, whose power was as good as the headless corpse flipped the situation.
"F-Fuck!" Hollow, who had always been calm and composed, was the first to break out of his shock and curse. "Great Harvester, how are you even alive?"
"Why not? The thing I came for is finally about to be mine." The phantom head's gaze turned towards the guardian who was only getting up now.
"The thing you came for?" Hollow repeated in confusion before his eyes went wide. "E-Everything was a lie! You killing a hundred rank 9s and stealing their essence to create a divine crystal for your deification! Then escaping into the tower! It's all a lie!"
The expressions of the heirs also turned ugly at his words.
