Iver stared at Old Moriarty, watching his bloodstained face that seemed to smile and yet not smile.
He suddenly understood what the old man meant.
—This was a preview of the end of the world.
For the residents living beneath this sky, an asteroid impact of this magnitude was equivalent to the "end of the world."
Without a "Savior" to intervene, it was meaningless for them to use any ability or make any attempt. No matter what they did, their world would be destroyed.
It was a mandate of heaven that human strength could not defy—a death that had already been determined.
And Iver held their lives in his hands.
He could leave this place calmly and unhurriedly—just like the Ring Angel, escaping before the apocalypse destroyed itself and thereby preserving himself. Of course, he could curse Moriarty, or kill him outright. He could even blame Moriarty for all the "sin" in his heart, because Moriarty was the one who had demanded that he face the trolley problem... And Iver had no obligation to save everyone.
Conversely, Iver could also use the "apocalypse" as a weapon, find a way to change the meteorite's trajectory, and send it crashing into the Fallen Angel.
This was an attack powerful enough to intimidate the Gray Angel. In other words, it was a devastating blow that even a Celestial Angel who had gained a physical body in the Material Realm could not resist.
That was because this was a purely physical impact, a bombardment using only high-density, high-mass matter. It did not count as spell damage, nor did it contain supernatural power. Thus, even a Greater Phantom Demon's resistance would have to bear the full force of it. Even for the Fallen Angel, taking this blow would be unacceptable—provided he took it head-on.
Even