But suddenly, the swordsman who had been resting with his eyes closed abruptly opened them and turned to look into the distance.
The red-clad woman almost simultaneously sensed something and also turned her head to look.
"Hmm?"
The burly man who was laughing stopped abruptly, his expression turning serious.
In the distance, a light suddenly lit up.
In the next instant, the light traversed several kilometers and arrived at the mountain peak where the four were standing.
The newcomer was dressed in a dark green outfit, almost entirely stained with blood!
He looked very young, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding an imposing aura. Not as sharp as the swordsman, but with an indescribable rise and loftiness, like the moon in the sky, unlike an earthly being.
However, at this moment, the young man's right arm was empty, he had lost an arm!
"What's going on? Are you okay?"
