In the night sky, before the rampaging The End Beast, the ever-shifting Yin Soul Neon suddenly trembled and sprayed forth streams of frigid light, leaving one mark after another upon its enormous shell.
The heavy iron scales, capable of withstanding missile bombardment, swiftly collapsed, caved in, and shattered into dust beneath the cutting ghostly light.
A grievous wound!
The who-knew-how-manyth grievous wound!
At that moment, the crack-covered behemoth threw back its head and roared.
Black blood rushed downward, spreading across the earth and nourishing countless flowers of steel, turning the brutal battlefield and slaughter into a breathtaking spectacle.
Yet that savage spectacle silently devoured every corpse, blooming into an enchanting crimson.
More vitality gathered in, rapidly regenerating flesh and blood.
Having fought until now, the Soul Sacrifice Master's Soul-Rending Blade had left no one knew how many wounds upon The End Beast, yet the longer the battle went on, the more exhausted he became.
Impossible to kill, impossible to destroy—it had endured so many attacks with sheer vitality alone. Was this the legendary behemoth capable of fighting a war of attrition against the Minister of Growth...
Even in the abyss, it was a genuine monster!
But what made his scalp crawl even more was the faint green ghostly light emerging from the wounds made by the Soul-Rending Blade, like Ghost Fire, reflecting the Yin Soul Neon in the sky... exactly the same!
That thing was digesting his power.
No, rather, it was constantly trying to completely assimilate the ruler's power and incorporate it into the food chain it had created!
It wanted to eat!
Fierce light flowed through those six amber-colored eyes, which stared fixedly at the Soul Sacrifice Master as it opened its mouth and bit apart vast amounts of neon.
If that was the case, then he could