"Kid, I have to admit, I indeed underestimated you before. You are much stronger than I imagined, able to force me to bring out this weapon." Harred lifted his head to look at Miko, "However, letting me enter this state also means the game ends here."
As Harred's voice fell, his legs suddenly exerted strength, once again pouncing toward Miko. His speed was several times faster than before.
Although he had grown much stronger, Harred also judged through the previous battle that the opponent was taking a mid-to-long distance attack strategy. The simplest way to win was to engage in close combat.
Miko, at the same time as the opponent made a move, quickly made hand seals.
A silver point of light with a hint of golden glow condensed in front of Miko, and that point of light suddenly shot out countless threads, like tentacles drifting and extending in the void.
"Miko actually used this move..." In the Dream, Berg smiled upon seeing the move.