The first time he had observed such scenes of inhuman horror from so close, even Punk could not help but coldly marvel inwardly—what meaning was there in the end to those Good alignment professionals' protection of so-called "innocent people"? For insignificant creatures with merely ordinary Willpower, an extreme shift in "alignment" often needed only a little fear and despair as a catalyst to be completed in an instant.
The capital of the Kaiboldo Imperial Nation was like that now. Screams and blood danced together in the streets, while wails and sobbing played in unison within the houses... Before disaster struck, who could have imagined that a prosperous city that had remained orderly for tens of thousands of years would become a bloody hell in less than a minute?
But soon... the arrival of death would bring all conflict and clamor to an end. Before those "poor souls" could even react, their madness would turn to ash alongside their flesh and souls.
Boom!
Accompanied by an ear-splitting roar like thunder, the bustling and prosperous city overturned layer by layer like an upended lavish dining table. A fireball, like a meteor falling from the heavens, mercilessly crashed into the very center of the city. The tangible shockwave swept through shattered buildings and bricks across the ground, while all kinds of debris surged skyward like a tide of dust, clearing out the entire prosperous city in one-hundredth of a second.
There was no omen, no warning. Calamity had already arrived!
At last, when the blazing mushroom cloud scattered under the sweeping gale, and when the vitrified ground gradually cooled, a tall figure bathed in magma strode steadily out from the boiling lava lake that now occupied the center of the once-prosperous city, step by step across the desolate earth.
"Babeng came to smash