"That's!?" The smile on Nadia's face froze, and she tried to jump up, but she could not move her body at all.
Bam!!
The huge hand gripped her tightly and exploded. With one clear sound, waves of water and soil splashed everywhere, and for a moment there, nothing could be seen.
In the heavy rain, on the other patch of burnt black grass, Garen stood up once more in the midst of the dragon shadows and the chaos of the explosion.
There was a bloody hole about the size of a thumb in the middle of his forehead, and blood kept flowing out from it.
Reaching out his hand to touch the wound on his forehead, Garen licked his slightly dry lips.
"Nadia, so it was you… the person who could tear apart my soul primer, who set this ambush."
Amidst the loud sounds and tremors, the Buddha Mother's gigantic and gruesome body slowly bulged out from the ground.