Blood-colored wind.
Accompanied by blood-colored blazing flames that howled violently!
That was a power that transcended the Heavenly Principles!!
"Hahahahahahaha..."
Amid Orsaga's excited, wild laughter.
A colossal blood sun appeared!!
Before that incomparably immense power, whether Roland or King Arthur...
They all felt like burning candles.
Candles whose brilliance could be snuffed out by a hurricane at any moment, erasing their light and heat...
That was...
Pure strength!!
Pure violence!!
Pure tyranny!!
Like the absolute truth that extinguished all things!!!
Even...
The topmost floor of the Dark Tower.
The place that had once been able to keep Orsaga quietly confined.
At that moment.
Under Orsaga's power, which had been frenziedly expanding at every instant and was now no longer concealed, it rapidly collapsed, looking like flammable plastic foam assaulted by blazing fire.
It had played no restraining role whatsoever.
This proved that the reason this place had successfully suppressed the power emitted by Orsaga in the past.
Had no other cause.
It was merely because he had been willing...
And with the restraints and restrictions of the highest floor gone.
The blood-red streams of light emitted by the blood-colored scorching sun finally began spreading without regard for distance...
Past, present, future.
Every layer of the Dark Tower, including the Destined Realm and the Random Realm, manifested round after round of blood-colored scorching suns.
Gods, Demonic Beasts, mortals...
The living, the dead, Mechanical Life...
Countless beings received the illumination of the blood-colored radiance in stunned bewilderment.
It was not only their bodies and souls.
Within their memories.
Within their thoughts.
Within those Independent Time and Spaces evolved from their thoughts...
Everything, all reality and fantasy, was receiving the illumination of the blood-colored scorching sun!!
Orsaga's power passed through infinite layers of reality and infinite layers of fantasy, passed through the infinitely