Magma glanced at the scarlet sea.

Those white eyes showed no emotion whatsoever at that moment.

However, the weapon in Magma's right hand was changing wildly.

Soon after, the speed at which the weapons changed gradually slowed down, eventually settling on a longsword.

"Power...I need power...Haha...Die!"

Magma's physical presence was very intimidating, but at this moment, he appeared even more frenzied.

Meanwhile, Pytters silently watched the Magma aliens.

His expression remained almost unchanged; his elegant face, however, appeared somewhat bitter under the pouring rain.

He may have had a lot to say, but it seems he just silently watches the crazed Magma aliens.

It's like an old man seeing a young person who has gone astray.

After a long while, a faint silver glow slowly appeared on Fates' right arm.

A silver longsword materialized from the back of his right hand.

Raindrops fell on Pfates' silver longsword, and were instantly deflected as if they had encountered something hard.

"It's you... you bastard!"

Magma paused, his white eyes seeming to have seen someone at that moment.

At that moment, the color on his right arm resembled a greedy spider, instantly climbing all over Magma's body.

Magma twisted his neck slightly, then exerted force with his legs, and the blood-red longsword in his right hand instantly pressed towards Fates, attempting to kill him with a single blow.

Meanwhile, Fates remained calm and composed, silently watching Magma approach him.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the silver longsword burst forth with a dazzling light once again.

"Bang!"

The blood-red longsword clashed with the silver longsword.

However, the elegant Fates supported by the silver lightsaber and the ferocious Magma supported by the blood-red longsword created a stark and glaring contrast.

"I should have sealed this type of metal away, unless... you slaughtered the native inhabitants of that planet?"

While the two sides were locked in a stalemate, Fates suddenly spoke slowly.

The voice was very gentle, like that of an old man in his twilight years, yet it carried a chilling indifference.

"Haha...hahaha..."

Magma did not respond to Fates's words, but instead gave a crazy, cold laugh.

These sneers contain a lot of meaning.

But it also seems to contain nothing at all.

It sounded more like the murmur of a madman.

"..."

This time, Fates didn't say anything more. He stepped back, and his blood-red longsword missed its target, crashing heavily into the sea.

At that moment, Fates' right hand suddenly flicked, the silver longsword moving like a ghost, while his seemingly swollen right arm instantly became as fragile as tofu.

With a muffled thud, Magma's blood-red right arm was severed.

Blood splattered everywhere as the severed right arm slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

After losing his right hand, Magma's swollen body shrunk like a punctured balloon.

It instantly became listless and its fierce face transformed into the dead fish eyes typical of Magma aliens.

"I...I..."

Magma looked hesitantly at his own body and his only remaining left hand.

Phaethus silently looked at the Magma alien who was still in a daze and shook his head slightly.

"Whatever your intentions, since you made a mistake, you must be punished."

After saying that, the silver lightsaber on the back of Fates' right hand slowly retracted.

He silently placed his left hand on Magma's head.

"No...this can't be...I still want..."

Magma's eyes widened, revealing an indelible fear and vacancy.

However, a silver pattern slowly flashed across the Magma alien's body.

Then, a dazzling silver light flashed.

The Magma aliens' bodies turned into countless silver ashes.

It disappeared in the heavy rain.

"Young people have to bear the consequences of their mistakes. You're lucky to be a person from an entire planet."

Fates silently shook his head, then looked at the gray sky and the torrential rain.

A silver light instantly flew out from Fates's hand.

"Thump!"

With a muffled groan, countless dark clouds vanished instantly.

The torrential rain vanished in an instant.

"Times have changed, and so have the enemies. In this era, the elderly die. The heroes of the new era have yet to mature..."

After a pause, Pfeiffers silently looked at his silver right hand.

Through those hands, Fates could vaguely see the two sleeping young men.

Two young people with extreme contradictions.

If one stands on the side of the guardians, one will surely be able to take over the path of protecting the galaxy.

However, if we side with the aggressor...

That is the most terrifying demon.

Fortunately, they were still kind at heart.

And that is enough.

Deep in the ocean, Magma's right hand, which had been severed by Pythus, suddenly regained its life.

A dazzling red burst forth from Magma's right hand, instantly releasing a stench of blood.

Then, it shot out in an instant.

His target, however, was Fates, who stood on the sea.

However, just as he was about to grab Fates' left leg, Fates, who had been standing still, suddenly disappeared.

Magma's right hand, however, missed its target.

"Do you still remember... how I sealed you away back then?"

This time, Fates' voice was no longer tepid.

Instead, there was utter indifference.

His right hand paused for a moment, then began to twist wildly.

He was afraid. Although he did not possess the intelligence of a higher life form, he did have basic intellect.

Fear resides within the intellect he possesses.

"It's a pity. Your abilities are far too troublesome. If you are killed, the consequences will be even more severe. As for the seal, if it is broken in the future and no one stops you, it will inevitably cause a bloodbath."

Fates shook his head, then pointed slightly forward with his right hand.

A crimson and dazzling light flashed from his right hand and slowly entered the color timer of the Fibre.

Magma's right hand, after the red light disappeared, turned into countless ashes and vanished completely.

Once the red light had fully entered Fates' color timer, Fates let out a long sigh.

"I'm sorry, but if possible, I don't want you to bear this burden."

"It was a soft murmur from Fates."

It's unclear who they're referring to.

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"

The color timer suddenly started flashing. It could kill Zetton in one move. Even though it was seriously injured, it was a being feared by countless aliens. At this moment, it actually flashed red.