"What... is that?"
Everyone maintained the same posture - looking up, unconsciously opening their mouths, eyes wide open, afraid of missing a single detail.
In the sky, countless Holy Swords were arranged at equal intervals, glittering with golden light - forming a massive rhombus, like a canopy of stars inverted - and the Wind Spirit Spiders were like a sky blue pattern on the Holy Swords, blending seamlessly with the sword blades.
The Type IV Cavalry Slayers also saw this scene. These metal beings lifted their heads, and in the visual systems composed of rhombus-shaped crystals, a massive threat was reflected, prompting them to make a unified decision.
The sound of dozens of spears settling level drew everyone's attention back to the arena, where thirty Type IV Cavalry Slayers pointed their spears at Brand.
Six dark muzzles at the base of each spear aimed simultaneously at the young man. "Careful!" someone shouted from the cage, though whose voice it was, no one knew.
