Without Beauty to Do This, All These Things Will Be in Vain

"I hope you will succeed in doing it!" Zero said, looking ahead. Earlier, he had only briefly spoken with Zeion. But now, only the silent wind accompanied him.

With his increasingly wild pure energy, Zeion controlled everything very well. He soared through the air like a bullet, heading towards a point. The increasing energy felt threatening, and as soon as he arrived, as expected.

Many people lying in pain, though unseen, the pain they caused was still visible.

"Hahahaha..." Desmon laughed satisfactorily, but also felt a chill at Zeion's appearance. The aura of majesty sent shivers down his spine, however this sensation was what he desired.

"Were you the kid from back then?" he asked, his tone intimidating.

"Yes, the kid you've been targeting for so long, sorry to keep you waiting!"

"Good, you understand! Pure energy is a power that should rightfully belong to someone great, and the most deserving to possess it is me..."

"Does it really have to be that way?" Zeion asked, still wearin
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