Prince Menia seemed to be unaware of this aura, still speaking unhurriedly: "The second newly appointed Imperial Guardian is Lambert..."
Suddenly, Rein looked up, staring into the sky.
A surge of grand and overwhelming aura appeared there out of thin air, growing stronger by the moment.
A shadow over a hundred meters tall gradually became clear and solid; it was a burly man dressed in black leather armor, with two battle axes strapped to his waist, holding a dark giant bow.
"The Avatar of Luen, God of Hunting!"
"This must be at the Demigod level, right?"
"Rein, Crown, it seems we must fight with everything we have!" Sensing the formidable power spilling from the other side, Sword Saint Lambert, standing nearby, lost all semblance of a smile and spoke solemnly.
"No, just a hint short; strictly speaking, the opponent is still at the Epic Peak."
