r.”A heavy, melancholy voice drifted from Peacock Island.Let me calculate, what kind of divine beings are youOn Peacock Island, a shriveled old man, thin as a walnut and draped in a black cloak, utter... could be heard falling.As the dazzling sword light faded.On the spot, only a chasm stretching into the depths of the star field remained.A sword slashed across the entire star field, almost.As for th...