Anixegon was dead, his form completely obliterated, and from his remains, an ancient bronze mirror floated out.
It was the Dark-Light Mirror!
John's heart surged with joy. He remembered that this mirror was a supreme treasure of The Heaven.
"Roar..." Suddenly, a furious roar echoed through the air.
The massive disturbance startled the Nine-Headed Lion, which shook its nine heads. Its cold, sinister gaze fixed on John, and in the blink of an eye, it charged directly at him.
John's expression shifted slightly. He quickly put away the Dark-Light Mirror and manipulated Dark City, sending it crashing down.
Boom!
A deafening explosion rang out as the Void shattered, and the enormous city was sent flying back.
The Nine-Headed Lion stood frozen, shaking its head, clearly disoriented. It glared at John with a rising fury.
"Hmm? The spatial passage is still open!" John noticed the flickering spatial rift not far from him.
