"Masakado..."
The figure on the stone slab slowly rose upright.
His colossal body, muscles knotted together, resembled a blaze of raging flames—squirming, taut, brimming with explosive power.
"Hoo—"
A breath thunderous as rolling storms.
Taira no Masakado's left hand began to move across his body—his hard abdomen, his broad chest, his raised shoulders.
This body of the New Emperor from a millennium past had indeed been resurrected as planned.
And it was even more ferocious and sinister.
"My head, and your body... the New Emperor and his Kanpaku united. Masakado, I will fulfill our promise; together we can recreate greatness."
Within the Fangxiang mask, the pupils shimmered with manic cobalt brilliance.
Kousei-ō's head was a perfect match for Taira no Masakado's body.
Even the connection at the neck showed no discernible stitching marks.
Since his awakening in this current era, Kousei-ō had been meticulously plotting this.
