As the two stared at each other in that state, the observers thought the same thing.

� Resembles.�

The pure impression of Sirone and the tattoo-filled Nane were never the same����.

�Why are you doing this?�Are my eyes strange?��It was as if one person was standing in front of a mirror, the same person with the left and right reversed.

�The other side of the mirror.�

Miro said.

�Then really����Who could it be?�

Nane�s sword rose like a thorn, and at the same time, the Miracle Stream split and struck.

Cuckoo Cuckoo Cuckoo!

Every time the sword, which had thousands of visible afterimages, was entangled in the smoke of light, it made my eyes dizzy.

�The fight started the moment you took the first step.�

They just blocked each other�s way, and no one had ever stopped walking.

�It breaks through.�

When Sirone gritted his teeth and frowned, Nane made the same expression.

�What is necessary?�

The concept of a billion units to ask for it, all those harmony attacked Sirone in the form of a sword.

�Absolutely not.�

When the Miracle Stream wrapped around Nane�s sword, all those concepts scattered like a delusion.

�It�s not that cold.�That�s the heart.�

While Hexa and Geomhwa collided with a roar, no one on either side dared to step out.

�The same thing is colliding.�

It felt like the law of the world was bursting just by looking at each other.

�The world is one anyway.�

Miro said.

�The only thing left for the two people who perfectly defined that world is a difference in point of view.�It�s like a mirror.�But the problem is, you don�t know who�s in the mirror.�Also, since both are perfect, they will never break.�

Sein asked.

�then?�

�Thus, what breaks is perspective.�The moment the mirror breaks, they will know for themselves.�

Who is it that is pouring in fragments?

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