Generally speaking, in battle, the most sand could do was blind an opponent.
Using sand in a fight to attack someone's face was the only way it could be useful.
Naturally, resorting to such a tactic would not only earn one contempt, but could even brand one a despicable coward.
Regulus was undoubtedly a self-righteous, despicable coward.
Yet at this moment, this despicable coward was unleashing terrifying destructive power through that very tactic alone.
"Boom—!"
Amid the thunderous blast, the curtain of sand kicked up like a waterfall destroyed everything in its path.
The moment they came into contact with those seemingly ordinary grains, the buildings and streets of the Gate City collapsed and shattered like paper swept away by water, instantly ravaged into ruin.
"Alright, as a bit of pre-marital fun, this should be more than satisfying enough. Humans are creatures who can only find happiness by making contentment their goal in life. If you become too unrestrained and greedy, that is greed. I do not want my wife to be such a petty person. Do you understand?"
The Archbishop of Sin who governed "Greed" lectured others on contentment even as he irrationally pursued Sylvia, forcing her to become his wife.
The grains he kicked away were like the most horrifying weapons of destruction in the world, relentlessly devouring every house and every scene in the Gate City. It was truly shocking.
If someone could destroy everything before them merely by kicking up sand, this world would have long since become hell.
Regulus was precisely the one creating such a hell. He showed everyone that the tale of this Archbishop of Sin conquering an entire fortress city alone was not merely a rumor, but reality.
"Why does someone like that possess such powerful strength?"
Sylvia could not help but