"A mere human, able to fight solo against an ancient deity incarnated as a curse to such an extent..."
The creature of the abyss standing against the wind spoke leisurely, with a sarcastic smile appearing on its face.
"It's almost like a dream, don't you think?"
Behind this person, a space turned transparent like a mirror and rippled like a water surface, revealing two similar figures.
It was Morgan and Altoria, who had arrived by piercing through space using [Mirror Fusion].
Morgan no longer wore the crown, yet still held the black spear, her gaze icy.
Altoria likewise held the chosen staff, looking at the wind-stood figure in front of her, her expression somewhat complex.
"Alberich Vortigern..."
Altoria quietly called out to the other with his name.
"Alberich Vortigern, that's what you should call me, Altoria."
Alberon turned around, gazing at Altoria, his face filled with a half-smile.
