"It has begun..."
"It has begun..."
"It has begun..."
With the words of that Great Being who had just awakened.
Endless power.
Began to surge and swell.
Spreading in every direction.
All listeners—or rather, all things encompassed within it.
Whether Dead Things or Living Things.
Whether tangible or intangible.
So long as they had not reached Abyss Lord Level, they were indiscriminately instantaneously disintegrated, instantaneously negated, instantaneously erased, leaving behind only the most singular constituent element: the Complete Concept symbolized by that will.
Countless Blood War combatants were vanishing!
Even the Abyss Lord Level powerhouses were suffering grievous injuries and even perishing before that great power, forced to devise every possible means of resistance or escape.
And in every corner.
As the words of that will continued to spread.
Great Beings that had likewise slumbered for countless years were awakening one after another, automatically releasing their own power.
They were like the purest sort of natural disaster. Their mere existence automatically negated all impure things, automatically shattering and crushing every lower-level entity...
Causing countless Great Vortexes that swept up all things to appear out of nowhere throughout the Abyss Blood Battlefield!
Great Vortexes that automatically destroyed everything other than themselves!!
Bluntly forcing the death rate within the Abyss Blood Battlefield up by N-fold.
Then.
They began to climb, climbing beyond the Abyss Blood Battlefield...
The boundary between possibility and impossibility kept shifting under their cost-free exertions and attempts, as they tried to forcibly break free from the shackles of the Abyss Blood Battlefield...
To them.
Forcibly climbing out was not easy, but neither was it too difficult. At the very least, it was not absolutely impossible; with repeated attempts, there would always be a chance.
The biggest question was, what was the actual difference between laboriously climbing out and staying