Divine Might surged through Night Cherry Tangle, reaching its peak in an instant.
The resonance from deep within his bloodline became the purest nourishment, feeding his newly formed Divinity.
His understanding of Finality and Judgment no longer stopped at their surface applications. He had touched their deeper essence.
Finality was not merely an ending. It was the utter negation of existence.
Judgment was not merely a verdict. It was the power to define the rules of sin and punishment through his own will.
"Roar!"
Across from him, Monta, the giant of flesh, sensed the terrifying transformation taking place within Night Cherry Tangle.
The black sword energy that had merely prevented his wound from healing now began to eat back into his Divine Body, reducing both flesh and Divine Might to nothingness.
Fear unlike anything he had known seized Monta's mind.
For the first time, his so-called Immortal Body showed signs of collapse.
"No!"
Monta roared in fury. Abandoning his attack, he drew back all eight arms and clutched his head, trying to smother the fire of Finality devouring his very foundation with the full force of his Divine Might.
The entire Fallen Forest shook violently.
Countless dark-red tendrils of flesh burst from the ground. Like giant pythons returning to their nest, they wrapped frantically around the mountain of flesh at the center, enclosing Monta's enormous body layer by layer in a writhing, contracting cocoon.
He meant to use the power of his entire domain to seal away and digest Night Cherry Tangle's sword intent.
Night Cherry Tangle hovered in midair, watching in silence.
He raised Sin and Punishment: End Judgment.
The faint black haze along its blade deepened until it seemed capable of swallowing all light.
"Your 'immortality' is a sin."
His voice was calm, yet his words sent a