If one thought about it carefully, there seemed to be nothing more wondrous in this world than the so-called "heart."
Anything associated with it somehow became fashionable.
With heart, one could create happiness. With heart, one could solve problems. With heart, one could forge bonds.
With heart, one could also feel.
Feel love, friendship, dreams, trust, hope, and all sorts of trivial things, meaningful or otherwise.
And—
—this fury that would burn all of you, along with the entirety of hell, into ashes!!!!
Now, wrath was entrusted to steel.
The Iron Whale shrieked.
Beneath the radiance of the stars, the clear and pristine mortal world was instantly blanketed by scarlet that stabbed into every eye.
They surged forth from the darkness, settling upon steel and burning the dormant whaling harpoon within its chamber red-hot. Invisible wings unfolded from the metal as it ruthlessly drew upon all the power relayed from every outpost, charging violently through the Human World with the searing heat of destruction and the hatred left behind by countless souls.
Distances beyond measure were cast behind in the snap of a finger.
Now, destruction descended from the heavens alongside the wrath of the stars, making all things tremble and the earth quake. Wherever cold starlight fell, even hurricanes came to an abrupt halt.
Before it, infinite pressure had already pinned down the Death Angel's Wheel of the Winged Serpent, allowing him neither struggle nor any further evasion and flight.
Karma had come due!
"Look, Mr. Woodman."
Huai Shi watched the sweeping blaze descend from above. Amid countless flickering shadows, all warmth had vanished from his smile, leaving only coldness and cruelty. "The time for judgment has come."
Now, judgment descended!
The winged serpent shrieked, and the giant wheel spun at high speed. Countless gray wings unfurled, overlapping one