The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley” – Chapter 459, A Rarity
Translator: Barnnn “What is… happening…?”
Translator: Barnnn “What is… happening…?”
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Silavin The Wyverns moved through the cloudy, obscured sky — an occurrence Christia had witnessed before. However, what she had never seen in the hundreds of years since the establishment of the Labyrinth Conquerors was them carrying Orcs on their backs.
Translator: Barnnn “GARRRRRR!” Gigantified Pochi sank her fangs into the Hell Emperor’s torso. However, she quickly had to cease the attack and back away from its armored body. “It’s… so tough…!” With her jaws open wide, Pochi, panting heavily, faced the Hell Emperor, who grinned smugly. Pochi paid no attention to its condescending gaze, for the fact remained that Pochi could land attacks on it. Despite its tough outer layer, the…
Translator: Barnnn “…Formidable.” Leon’s words were calm, yet exceptionally cold. Lylia, wielding her own sword and Giorno’s, assumed a grand stance before Leon.
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Silavin The group that departed from Sentrea toward the frontlines of the Stampede comprised the Scarlet Devil Squad, Absolute Helix, Labyrinth Conquerors, and a portion of the marching band, totaling around a hundred members. Among them were also non-combatants such as cooks and handlers for miscellaneous tasks, most of which were provided by the Labyrinth Conquerors.
Translator: Barnnn “High Cure Adjust. Hehehe… Now, let me ask you: Do you think just the two of you will be enough to restrain me?”
Translator: Barnnn Cleath blasted out a Zenith Breath at Charlie.