He also saved all the hunters and preserved humanity's greatest fighting force.
Carrying the clown's corpse, he alleviated the concerns of all the fortress leaders.
The people of the Evolution Zone were astonished as well for they knew best how terrifying the clown's abilities were; no S-class could compare with the clown.
Song Que's performance, in the eyes of the public as well as the leaders of the various fortresses, was impeccable.
Yet standing at the pinnacle of glory, Song Que's expression never held a trace of joy.
In the center of the great stadium, facing the insane shouts of a hundred thousand spectators, next to him the proud smiles of his comrades, Song Que couldn't feel any happiness at all.
His smiles seemed somewhat mocking and bitter.
Is this the apex of glory?
The stories he heard as a child, were they also like this, the truth so far from what he saw?
