(A bonus chapter for brother "Sakurababy" [3/5])
Dick felt like he was about to melt.
This was the first time he had felt this way since awakening. It was as though he had been thrown into a furnace heated to tens of thousands of degrees, continuously hammered and tempered, his flesh and will both undergoing the trial of fire.
The reason was simple: he had ignited all the Holy Power he had accumulated over twenty thousand years.
After crossing the threshold of "Sanctification," he had pushed himself into the ultimate state of "Demigod: Critical" for the first time. Amid that intertwining agony, Dick truly felt what it meant to be "powerful," as if he had returned to the days when Argus's world-soul had granted him strength and made him omnipotent.
But that was only an illusion!
He could not maintain this peak state for long. Without the care of a world-soul, his mortal body could not yet command such immense power.
"Come, Kara. Face your fate. Return to the embrace of the Holy Light, return to your family!"
With a roar that suppressed his pain, the Vigilant burned his Holy Power to its limit. Gripping the Eye of the Storm jewel, he struck his boiling Holy Light toward the Void deity suspended overhead through everyone's efforts in the classic pose of a Kamehameha.
The searing, milky-white Holy Light crossed the distance between them the instant it left his hand, blasting into the Void power with a radiance bright enough to blind.
At that instant, Kara even let out a terrified shriek.
Ner'zhul had said that the Dark Star possessed its own consciousness. More than two centuries of contact with the Void Force might have twisted this Naaru's mind, causing it to fear the blazing light before it, which was scarcely