Blood and Flesh, Burn Once, and That Is Enough!

How could this happen? How could this happen?

The White Colossal Titan had been destroyed by the Star-Forged Holy Sword, allowing the world to endure. That was how the story was supposed to go!

Everything should have happened this way. Why hadn't it worked?

On Avalon Island, Samael knelt on one knee, gripping the Star Holy Sword so tightly that his knuckles whitened and cracked. His pale, blood-smeared cheeks were bathed in an ever-brightening radiance, and an unprecedented desolation and confusion surfaced on his face.

At this moment, the Ten Great Divine Eras were falling apart. The gods were powerless, the heroes had perished, and brilliant epics and living legends had come to an end one after another. Only the weak creatures called humanity wept silently amid the ruins.

Marduk's gaze crossed the shattered World Tree and fixed coldly upon the island amid the rippling light. The utterly exposed scent of his old enemy, along with the successive upheavals, twisted his face into a savage expression. There was no trace of mockery left in him.

"Damn worm! Again and again and again, you have ruined this king's perfect plan! This king will not give you another chance to struggle. Beneath this infinite light, turn to dust! All despair shall begin with you!"

Amid that icy declaration, swords of light gathered behind the crown. Like meteors tearing through heaven and earth, they descended through the air and bombarded Avalon Island in a torrential storm.

At that very moment, frail figures and wounded bodies emerged like trapped beasts at the end of their rope. They pushed aside rubble, climbed from craters, and rushed across the scarred surface. Seizing weapons left behind by gods and heroes, they unleashed hysterical roars at the colossal god in the sky.

"Immortal! Immortal! Immortal!"

"The world is