A cataclysmic sound rang out the moment Nina's mace touched Admiral Rudra's head.
The entire dimensional battlefield rippled like a pond under the explosion of forces.
Space itself groaned, collapsing and reforming, cracks of pure darkness tearing through the light of distant stars.
Billions of burning stars within the golden-silver domain crushed down toward Admiral Rudra in a frenzied storm, each carrying the force to annihilate planets.
The stream was a pure wall of flashing screens:
[ HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK ]
[ Is he dead? Is he dead? ]
[ There's no way even a monster could survive that...! ]
For a breathless second, nothing could be seen.
The blinding light of destruction had swallowed everything.
Nina, breathing heavily, hovered above, her entire figure trembling from the bloodline eruption she had just unleashed. Her wings flickered, some even burning away.
And then—
From the center of that ultimate storm…
Step.
A single step echoed across the battlefield.
