It was like looking up while crossing the street and seeing a Mud Truck barreling toward you through a torrential downpour.
When its blinding headlights lit up your face, you understood: fate's malice and twists always caught people off guard like this.
There was never the slightest warning, no matter how you prayed.
It would come charging at you—neither hurried nor slow, stumbling and lurching all the way.
Just like now: the howling Blood Tide filling the sky, the countless writhing noodle-like things, and that lunatic old man flaunting his flamboyant swimming strokes through the air.
"Watch me ride my sword into the skyyyyyyyy!!!"
Maniacal laughter echoed above the Sky Dome, making their vision go black in waves.
And yet... it made their skin crawl.
The approaching Death Sense swallowed them completely like a Cold Wave.
Huai Shi, Kua Fu, Ares, Axe-wielding Rama, and even the other Reinforcements—everyone felt that terror rising from the depths of their souls.
An instinctive tremor!
Not because of that bizarre appearance, not because of that deranged aura, but simply because...
—He! Was! Too! Strong!
Within the Blood Tide, Absolute Punishment stretched out a hand toward the mayflies and ants daring to stand in his way.
"World-Ending Sword Qi, come forth!"
Boom!
Several of those ghostly things, undulating like overboiled noodles within the Blood Tide, suddenly shot forth toward everyone present.
Big Bowl Wide Noodles from the abyss descended from the sky, carrying despairing sharpness and killing intent.
It made their scalps go numb.
They threw themselves into intercepting them with all their strength—being smashed to death by the Archduke's hammer was fine, but they absolutely did not want to die beneath such damned things!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The tremendous crashes went on without end, cutting the shrill howls short.
Ares was