"Understood, old man."
Don Quixote nodded politely, gently placing his hand on Aiwass's shoulder.
The next moment.
The Void leisurely strolled towards Aiwass.
Don Quixote, summoned once more, was again torn apart by the Void...yet he managed to hold out for some time.
Aiwass, standing still with eyes slightly closed, suddenly erupted with a storm of shadows—
It was the "Shadow Cloak"!
The Shadow Power exploded suddenly, and Aiwass vanished in an instant.
The next moment, forty-nine Floating Cannons embodying the will of warriors, wrapped in storm and thunder, simultaneously appeared in mid-air.
As the power of the Shadow Cloak spread, they launched an attack all at once, in perfect synchrony—
Forty-nine divine energies of the Force of the Storm descended at an unstoppable speed!
