Black wings spread from his back, blazing flames burned behind his head, and Lunarian tattoos marked his brown skin. A pattern similar to Thousand Arms covered one of his eyes, while his short white hair gave him a sharp and capable appearance.
Although male, he was not as towering as King or Avnisha, appearing only a little over four meters tall, though his face carried a somewhat weathered look.
【A fellow Lunarian? Probably some elder… or someone from another branch?】
Shayna’s memories contained no information about him, but the dark skin, white hair, black wings, and flames behind his back were far too distinctive. Coupled with the fact that he had appeared from Arceus’ hands, or perhaps more accurately, been resurrected by him, there was no doubt about his identity as a Lunarian.
【His condition seems a bit poor… is it because he just revived?】
Arceus’ work had come to an end at that moment, and the Plates returned to his body once more. Shayna originally intended to go greet this fellow tribesman, but his reaction completely exceeded her expectations.
Whoosh!
Boom!
Flames condensed in his hands, and then two explosive blasts shot out, bombarding the Red Line.
“Where did they go? Letting him escape—no, this should already be over… no, that’s not right, the battle isn’t over yet… I can’t fall… I still can’t lose…”
His body, not yet fully adapted, seemed somewhat stiff, causing him to collapse to one knee unintentionally. Yet he did not realize anything was wrong, merely assuming his stamina had been overly depleted.
“You’ve only just recovered, your body still..”
“A woman? Why is there still a woman here?! Hurry and leave!”
Shayna had just tried to help him up, but the moment he saw her, he suddenly became agitated, his agitation mixed with traces of anger and concern.
“That b*stard Lloyd, he can’t even handle something this simple? The nearest evacuation route is to the east. Hurry up, you should still be able to catch up with them.”
A string of hurried words poured from his mouth. His rapid speech was so fast that even Shayna took a moment to process it. This fellow tribesman’s mental state seemed rather abnormal.
“So the cannon fodder have already surrounded us too? Looks like that side failed as well… judging from the situation, it won’t be easy for you to leave either. I’ll do my best to buy you more time. Whether you can escape or not depends on yourself.”
At that moment, he suddenly noticed the people who had followed Arceus and Shayna up here. In his eyes, everyone except Lunarians were enemies, and he directly regarded them as pursuers.
“Flame Martial Arms!”
Flames spread from behind him along his arms, eventually transforming into two distorted bladed weapons.
Just as he was about to attack Zelko and the others, Shayna stepped in to stop him.
“You traitor?! No… with this kind of strength, you couldn’t possibly have been unknown within the tribe. There’s no way I’d have absolutely no impression of you. Who exactly are you?!”
After several exchanges, he realized that in his current state, he simply could not break through Shayna’s defenses. In terms of physical skills, Shayna even surpassed him.
Smack.
Only after Shayna grabbed his wrist did the struggle finally pause, though the fighting spirit in his eyes never faded.
“Calm down! I don’t know what era you came from, but you already died in the past! Lord Sacred Beast just revived you. Think carefully, everything is different now.”
“Revived? What are you talking about? I was clearly staying behind to cover the tribesmen’s retreat…”
He still had not given up resisting, but as Shayna’s words entered his mind, each character seemed like a curse awakening something within him.
“So… I lost after all… I wonder how everyone is doing… Has the war already ended?”
Having only just been revived, his mind had remained in a heightened state of stimulation until now. Only at this moment did he finally have the leisure to observe everything around him.
Seeing that he had calmed down, Shayna released her grip, though she did not lower her guard. She had already realized this tribesman’s unusual nature. At present, he was an unstable factor.
“I see… these aren’t traces of war, but the erosion of time…”
He bent down and touched the ground. The weathered, loosened rock surface crumbled into powder in his hand. Watching the dust scatter into the wind, he could not help but ask Shayna:
“I’ll take the liberty of calling you little girl for now. What year is it?”
“Sea Circle Calendar Year 1522. What about you, Senior?”
“1522? That means… more than eight hundred years have passed? Then I wasn’t wrong to call you little girl. What’s your name?”
“Shayna.”
“Shayna… hope?”
He repeated Shayna’s name again in an extremely ancient accent, then muttered something to himself. Only after a long while did he come back to his senses.
“My name is Barro. Maybe you’ve never heard this name, though it doesn’t matter anymore. You said Lord Sacred Beast revived me, so what exactly is this Sacred Beast?”
Shayna froze for a moment before finally realizing what that name represented. Although she now had both a clear time period and a name, she still failed to react immediately.
After all, even if language barriers were removed, if someone claimed to come from over two thousand years ago and said his name was Ying Zheng, ordinary people would not immediately realize he was Qin Shihuang, they would only think he was insane. [TN: Ying Zheng is personal name of first emperor of Qin, Qin Shihuang]
Revival itself was inherently unscientific. If not for Arceus standing right here as an example, Shayna never would have connected things in that direction.
“Senior Barro, Lord Sacred Beast is naturally the being we worship. Saying something like that is a bit too—”
“Shayna, you must understand him. To you, this is distant history. Even the events you and Alber experienced were decades ago. Things from eight hundred years ago are far too ancient.
But for Barro, only a few minutes have passed. To him, this world has changed far too much.”
Arceus’ voice rang out, drawing the attention of Barro, who still had not fully absorbed the overwhelming amount of information before him.
The earlier Barro had not paid any attention to Arceus at all. At that time, his mind had contained nothing but enemies. Only now did he finally notice this sole exception.
Looking at the Thousand Arms on Arceus as he slowly approached, Barro suddenly realized something.
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