The dark shadow of the evil clouds has gradually begun to permeate and has an extreme tendency to occupy the heavenly realm, those guardians of the heavenly realm, they ?......

Blurred! Ichiki, who had long since lost consciousness, seemed to feel something from the bottom of his heart, "Could it be that before this Heavenly Holy War seemed to begin, I disappeared into the gap of endless time and space like a phantom of the clouds that seemed to be in the eternal sky......?"

"Ikki, Ikki!" The familiar voice, that is, the soft memory left in the brain of Ikki in the fading consciousness, under the distant starry sky, the holy place is soaked in the former place of cultivation, the beloved flower in the thick eruption volcanic smoke is permeated, that is, the holy flower that blooms like Esmida, is blowing with the fresh wind, and under the dark breath, it is like a phantom and not a phantom, as if Esmida is running towards her holy shadow in front of her! "Esmida, Esmida!" Even if we never meet again, I'm ......"