章節 368: Original Form

THE "walls" had begun crumbling.

Kiho, who was standing on the Red Phoenix' back as they flew up to climb over the tall "walls," raised his arms.

Then he froze the debris that threatened to hit them.

<"Your father is crying, Kiho Nystrom.">

"He's no longer my father," Kiho denied firmly. "And yes, I can hear the walls crying."

It was a cry of agony, to say the least.

"Why do I have a feeling this is my son's doing?" Kiho asked nervously. "I can feel Winter's fluctuating Mana…"

<"This is definitely my nephew's work,"> Wixx agreed with Kiho, and he sounded so proud of his nephew. <"Winter is the God Slayer. Only my nephew could inflict this kind of damage on a major god like Kyro.">

Kiho was, of course, proud of his son.

However, he was worried.

[Winter, don't push yourself too much.]

His son wasn't only facing the Moon God– there was Aku Moonchester, too.