Faced with those fire serpents that, in the blink of an eye, seemed to have all evolved once over and were rapidly swooping toward him.
Though Halifask was somewhat surprised by the sheer variety of Orsaga's abilities, his eyes still showed no particular emotion.
He merely felt that this move of the other's was truly flashy and gaudy...
As for any sense of threat, there was none yet.
As an established Lord whose strength ranked roughly in the middle among the Demon Lords, such minor tricks meant nothing to him.
With a shift of his thoughts.
The black water around him, which seemed like living things roaming about wantonly, automatically condensed into countless sharp arrows of varying lengths, decisively flying out to meet those monstrous serpents that were about to pounce!
The sound of objects being corroded.
The sound of objects being pierced through.
The sound of objects being torn apart.
Amid all manner of bizarre noises.
Clusters of strange radiance appeared...
They were the result of the energy aftershocks produced by both sides' attacks mixing together.
Under that power, the surrounding void was like putty, wantonly torn apart.
Its shape changed without end.
Even the distance between the two of them was rapidly shifting at random, sometimes near, sometimes far.
The wreckage of space-time was torn into countless fragments of varying sizes!
It was then that Orsaga extended a hand and casually grabbed a fragment several tens of billions of light-years in diameter.
Then, like those people on basketball courts who enjoyed spinning basketballs on their fingertips.
That fragment began spinning rapidly atop Orsaga's fingertip as well.
Moreover, as time passed, its surface area was rapidly expanding.
It looked somewhat like an Indian flatbread rapidly growing larger...
Finally, after it had expanded tens of thousands of times over, Orsaga