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"Boom—!"
A violent vortex of flames and a frigid storm erupted from the ground at the same time, transforming into alternating waves of hot and cold impact that carried surging red and blue currents as they spread madly in every direction.
Faced with such violent, frenzied power, not only did the members of the various Communities nearby avoid it, even the army of Three-Headed Demon Dragon's clones seemed unwilling to approach. They fled amid shouts and roars, distancing themselves from the area and leaving behind a vast open space.
The raging flames and frost took turns burning the surrounding streets and buildings, then freezing them solid. In an instant, a large stretch of land had become a barren wasteland.
That power might not have been terrifying, but it was still remarkably formidable.
Although Maxwell claimed that he was not a Demon King with overwhelming power, that was only relative.
No matter what, Maxwell was a Four-Digit Level existence.
The full-force strike of a Four-Digit Level Demon King, even one who did not specialize in raw power, was still extremely terrifying to anyone below the Four-Digit Level.
If Maxwell had wanted to, destroying an entire city in an instant with this move alone would not have been difficult.
However, to Noah, such simple attacks of flame and ice posed little threat.
Thus, facing the incoming vortex of flames and frigid storm, Noah merely raised one hand, clenched it into a fist, and threw a punch.
"Boom—!"
The punch, powerful enough to make even the atmosphere tremble, unleashed