Bzzzt!
The instant Ron arrived, an annihilation-grade ray came roaring in, engulfing the area around him.
It was an attack the Silent King had been building up for a long time after recovering some of his energy—and he had even predicted where the Savior would arrive.
"Your Majesty the Savior—"
The humans standing before the virtual projections, or watching the battlefield, could not help but worry when they saw this.
Even the Primarchs frowned slightly.
Even they would have struggled to deal with such a sudden attack, and it could very well have left them gravely wounded or even dead.
Everyone knew how terrifying this attack was. It could destroy and disintegrate almost any physical matter.
Yet when the annihilation-grade ray slowly faded, Ron's figure was still floating in midair, seemingly completely unharmed.
His bearing remained as perfect as ever. Even his hair had not been mussed, unlike some Primarchs or High-ranking Warriors, who had ended up covered in soot because they had not worn helmets, or had even had their hair burned away by the high heat.
That seriously affected one's image.
"My God, can even a Xenos God not harm the great His Majesty the Savior?"
"The Savior is actually this powerful!"
Countless beings were utterly shaken by this. Even the higher existences among the Necrons were no exception, let alone ordinary mortals.
They looked at the Savior on the battlefield, facing the Silent King head-on without the slightest retreat, and an inexplicable trace of reverence rose within them.
In that being's first clash with a god, he had not fallen behind in the slightest. He had even surpassed the other in presence.
After all, when the Primarchs and other higher existences had fought the god earlier, they had been battered and miserable, and some had even been