That was Orsaga's strongest strike.
It was also the War Devil Counterpart's strongest strike.
The rate at which their strength grew had long since exceeded an infinite base aggregate magnitude raised to a power, then raised to another power, then another... achieving an endlessly increasing upward climb.
Even if some beings among the abyss lord level could approach their strength.
By and large, that was still the extent of it. Conventional growth held no real significance for them at all.
No matter how far they advanced, their growth remained within the realm of the possible.
What they sought, however, belonged to the realm of the impossible.
A higher level that, in principle, could never be reached, no matter how hard they tried or what methods they used!
Thus, in principle.
This strike from each of them still remained within certain limits.
But when both of them activated the potential they had accumulated for who knew how long.
Their traits as Demon Lords—the ability to blur the boundary between possible and impossible—successfully activated at the same time, against odds so minute that no one knew how small they were.
Upon their fists.
The power that had already been too vast to describe.
Finally broke into the realm of the impossible, taking a transcendent step...
Boundless might.
The instant it emerged.
It was like a great maw devouring everything reasonable and unreasonable.
It immediately swept away every Timeline surrounding them.
And made those beings peering across time and space at this scene.
Feel the most instinctive sense of mortal danger, all at once!!
Then, before they could react.
The immense power reverberating on the far side of time and space erased everything, including their gazes.
Amid searing agony, they all lost their ability to observe Orsaga and the War Devil Counterpart.
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