From that moment onward, from the war-torn borderlands to the ever-changing heart of Hell, the entire sky became the battlefield where the Sword Saint and the Outer Path King clashed!
Even the empty air, disturbed by the collision of their ultimate arts, became invisible blades. It surged and whirled, forming a cruel domain like a meat grinder.
Not a single bird could rise beyond the clouds above six thousand meters.
This change, enough to shake the entire course of the battle, inevitably drew a fraction of the battling Ascenders' attention.
It had nothing to do with focus. It was simply instinct amid chaotic battle—who could let such sharp killing intent pass by their side without reacting at all?
And at that moment, the monk hidden in the shadows opened his eyes.
The radiance of the Awakened emerged in his pitch-black pupils.
Charles Bennett!
Golden Dawn · Path of Origin, fifth-rank The Solidifier—the manifestation of Hell's essence and primordial darkness, Abyss of Nothingness · Abzu!
"Now!"
The Solidifier, who had remained unmoved no matter how the situation changed, raised his hands at that instant and silently pressed his palms together.
Clap!
As though a bubble had been punctured, the entire battlefield suddenly trembled.
It seemed as if nothing had happened. There was no thunderous crash, no shockwave, no warning—but when all the Ascenders felt a chill at their backs and whipped around, they saw... the mountain-sized Behemoth had vanished without a trace!
Along with Huai Shi atop its head.
Upon the empty earth, there was now only a patch of void-black darkness and shadow, untouchable and impossible to interfere with, like the most distant mirage.
It had been swallowed.
In Sumerian Mythology, the miracle known as the Source of the Primordial reappeared here in the guise of catastrophe!
Before Heaven above