The enormous hollow occupying the sky spewed forth a void that erased everything, while dazzling starlight, carrying violent corruption, forcibly squeezed into this space of nothingness.
Vast and boundless power crossed endless time and space, descending bit by bit upon this twisted region.
The heavens and earth were filled with distorted lines. Light and time itself seemed to have fractured at this moment, while invisible void-winds howled through the world beneath the sky.
Within the fragments of darkness that had yet to shatter, some Abyss monsters that had escaped by sheer luck fled madly in every direction.
They dragged bodies stretching dozens, even hundreds of meters, trying to evade the violent void and starry sky.
Their bodies were torn apart by twisted time and space, existing simultaneously in every direction—above, below, left, and right. When they raised their heads, they could even see the flesh inside their own bodies writhing and twisting.
Time and space had descended into chaos. The frenzied Abyss monsters fled for their lives through the disorder.
Their tails could shatter mountain peaks, and their bodies could crush high-rise buildings. Then the void-wind swept through the fractured time and space, and their bodies vanished silently into the nothingness, as though they had never existed.
Amid this savage storm, the Crimson Giant's body finally shattered with a thunderous crash after one last violent flicker.
The Old Man in the gray suit spat out blood and, having lost all support, fell from the sky.
Chaotic time and space and the furious winds of the void swept toward his body together.
He Ao struggled to raise a hand, suppressing the searing pain in his body and the violent corruption spilling from his mind as he tried to control the God of War Projection's final reserves of power.
Blood continuously seeped