On this day, a beautiful sight utterly at odds with the Multiverse's dark atmosphere appeared in the silent void. Hundreds of azure petals slowly unfurled amid the gloomy stellar winds, while countless slender, spark-like stamens climbed through the cracks between dimensions and space, rising high. Their incandescent tips swayed gently, as colorful and graceful as butterflies dancing through the mist.
It was a magnificent spectacle created by an explosion, and a funerary song for the fall of a prosperous plane. The azure petals were blazing flames scattering high temperatures in every direction, while the incandescent stamen tips were the lingering firelight left behind by burning matter. Once those exceptionally dazzling, beautiful colors adorned that empty and desolate night sky, the destruction of countless lives and an ancient "world" called Doswhite had already become inevitable...
Don't misunderstand—the one responsible for this explosion was not Mad Knight Kane-Bisadas, whose whereabouts were completely unknown, but the Bright Moon spellcaster "Whisper of Destruction," who had only just departed far from the ruins of the Golden Palace.
That's right, those two "Collapsing Death Cones" that accurately struck Doswhite's planar core were killing methods unleashed by Punk. The Destruction Law of a Bright Moon powerhouse could shatter a tiny planar core as easily as a bullet pierced cardboard. In fact, one attack from a "Collapsing Death Cone" would have been enough to erase any Minor Plane in the Multiverse; the second Bright Moon Level Spell had been used purely to ensure that Doswhite ceased to exist completely.
Why had "Whisper of Destruction" destroyed Doswhite?
Partly for "insurance," and partly because he was angry!
Who knew how tense Punk's nerves had become when princess Ophina uttered the word "big"? The Bright Moon Mage reacted so suddenly that he scarcely gave himself time to think before immediately using