Meanwhile, on the horizon of the snowy plains, the first beam of sunlight finally pierced the quietness of the night.
With his back faced toward the sun, the figure with black hair and green eyes stood out. The radiant light seemed to shine because of him, painting a layer of brilliance on the tips of his hair, sparkling like gold and silver, elegantly fluttering in the breeze.
The pure golden light gradually illuminated the earth behind him, like it was dispelling the night, turning the gray sky into a painting of red and orange, dressed the icy snowfield with a dazzling coat.
With a glance, Lanci's demeanor towards Anello remained calm, as if he never took a Saint of Nirvana as an opponent—
It was the gaze of a god condescendingly watching insignificant mortals; maybe he saw him, maybe he didn't notice him at all.
All sixth-order Sealing Magic appears as illusory as froth under the power of seventh-order Wind Magic and the [Original Slabstone Tablet-Wind].
