At that moment, six Champion Cloaks whirled wildly, composing the most despairing melody for humanity's enemies. The blood evil energy they unleashed pressed down like a celestial curtain.
The Twin Supremes couldn't believe it.
They knew of the Human Champions, who emerged for nine generations, relentlessly battling myriad foes.
Slicing through Divine Chosen, fighting in Forbidden Zone, shattering Disaster Fog, invincible at the same rank, subduing hordes of demons!
It was a unique legacy of humanity, becoming a legend time and again.
The Twin Supremes had once scoffed at this.
To emerge as nine generations of Champions, brilliant yet brief, how could such a legacy compare to the glory of their family with two Supremes? A family producing two Supremes, even within major Forbidden Zones, was a rarity. That was genuine power.
Yet at this moment, before their eyes, generations of Champions reemerged!
What a nightmare this was!
