"I know."
Jack Clark nodded and looked towards the six-meter-tall figure in the distance, the battle puppet entirely covered in blue-purple armor, wielding an exaggerated battle axe.
Because it hadn't been activated yet, it looked just like a statue standing rigid in front of the gate, deathly still, silent.
Stepping in his heavy battle boots, Jack held the War Halberd and walked slowly towards the square, a terrifying strength revived within him, transforming into a dazzling golden flame that burst forth.
Boom!
A thirty-meter tall figure emerged behind Jack, and instantly the dense Heavenly Energy within a range of hundreds of meters surged tumultuously towards him, converging into a white mist that enveloped him.
At this moment, the true martial arts phantom seemed tangible, like a giant in black-red scaled armor with three faces and six arms, behind which four rings with a diameter of several meters rotated slowly.