Black Mist

Iffis Realm

After letting out his roar.

Nidhogg beat his wings.

In an instant, fierce winds filled the entire Iffis Realm with endless dust.

His enormous body soared into the sky.

At that moment, all things were shrouded beneath the shadow he cast.

In but an instant, he crossed an unknown distance and arrived directly above the Hall of Gods of the Scoti Pantheon.

His draconic Vertical Pupils clearly saw the mortal guards below—some utterly terrified, others wracked with pain—as they wailed and struggled without end.

He also clearly saw the gods whose faces had gone deathly pale, their expressions filled with extreme tension.

Although Nidhogg's Dragon Roar had contained no killing intent just now, merely being an ordinary roar.

That incomparably immense roar, one even more powerful than the destruction of the universe, had still inflicted no small amount of harm upon them.

Just as ants could be shaken to death by sound if they were even slightly careless.

However.

As the one who had caused the incident, Nidhogg had no mind to care about such a minor matter.

He merely lowered his head and calmly said in a low voice to the god king within the Hall of Gods, who was tightly gripping a golden divine spear in his hand:

"I have come to destroy you."

After saying that.

His body dove downward, as though the sky itself were collapsing!

His incomparably massive, razor-sharp dragon claws.

Shot mercilessly toward the Hall of Gods, which was as tiny as dust compared to himself.

Their speed was simply beyond all reason and imagination.

The instant he struck, they successfully arrived in the nearby spacetime only an inch away from their target.

As though the distance between the two had been directly altered!

Even the vast majority of the Scoti Pantheon