Had anyone ever seen what the end of the world looked like?
Of course, that was impossible, wasn't it?
If the true end of the world came, then the moment people saw it would become humanity's final memory, and they would perish completely with that terror in their hearts.
Therefore, no one could see what the end of the world looked like, much less want to see it.
Of course, even if people believed the world would eventually meet its end, there would not be many who truly felt it, let alone had any thoughts about it.
The dinosaurs had once faced the end of the world. No one knew what their final feelings had been.
But if the fierce battle unfolding here could not be called the end of the world, then this world would never have a day of reckoning.
It was a battle that would not have seemed out of place even as a page in some mythic epic, passed down for generations.
"Rumble...!"
A crimson moon descended relentlessly from the skies like a halo that summoned destruction.
"Rumble...!"
A colossal arm, like a god holding up heaven and earth, swung through space again and again.
"Boom—!"
Amid terrifying roars powerful enough to shatter one's consciousness, the falling Moon Fall collided heavily with the right hand shooting upward, unleashing an impact that could have split the sea apart or triggered volcanic eruptions without the slightest surprise.
Even though that impact erupted high in the empty sky, if it had swept across the ground, it would likely have blown apart and crushed mountains rising several thousand meters above sea level, bringing catastrophic disaster.
Frankly speaking, if such a battle had taken place anywhere other than here, Earth would have been finished long ago.
Fang Li and Right Fire