(Heartfelt thanks to 'Black Wing,' 'Xing Hun of Sorrow,' 'Piao 14,' 'Call Me White Horse,' 'Lonely Lactic Acid Lord,' 'You Bi Ji Yue,' 'World's End Ballad,' and 'Grave of the Fantasy Sword' for their rewards!)
"W-What... is that?"
Far away in Orario, within the Tower of Babel, a group of gods from the heavens watched the world-ending scene displayed in the Divine Mirror, each of them overwhelmed by indescribable shock.
On the projection-like screen, a magnificent city was being ravaged by a gigantic tornado descending from the sky.
The city walls were cleanly destroyed.
Buildings crumbled into fragments one after another.
Terrifying clouds of dust rose from the ground.
The heavens and earth turned pitch-black.
Within that city, everything was shredded into chunks of rubble by the gigantic tornado's mad rampage, swept into the vortex and hurled into the sky.
The gods could even see adventurers of the Apollo Familia tumbling through the enormous tornado like scraps of cloth, as though they had been thrown into a giant washing machine, constantly churned about as they let out shrill screams.
If that scene could not be called terrifying, then what could?
Of course, a tornado was nothing much to these gods.
Yet from that tornado, every god present sensed a feeling of destruction, causing even these transcendent beings to feel a faint tremor in their hearts.
Yes.
Trembling.
The gods were trembling.
As a result, an atmosphere of deathly silence began to spread throughout the Tower of Babel.
Compared to the gods frozen by shock, Apollo, who could only watch as the members of his Familia were swallowed by the gigantic tornado, had gone completely blank.
Hestia, seated in a corner, had widened her eyes as well. Staring blankly at the world-ending scene in the Divine Mirror, she was temporarily unable