Cheers, applause, shouts, roars.
Within the crumbling Disordered Hall, killing intent and blessings, fury and joy, death and rebirth...
Throughout the entire domain sealed by the gates of the Continuance Institute, countless elements and materials were fed one by one into the cauldron of chaos, gradually boiling.
When the final trace of blood fluttered down from the sky and landed upon the Piper's smile, which was slowly losing its warmth, dissolution began.
Everything rapidly dissipated, turning into nothingness.
All that was tangible became sludge; all that was intangible could no longer endure.
Using the foremost existence in the Human World as a catalyst, this prelude was cycled without end, until the atmosphere was driven to its climax.
Now, the final sacrifice had finally arrived!
With the Present Realm's assistance, the Piper walked step by step onto the altar, tears of fervor filling his eyes as he welcomed the end.
Hysterical laughter echoed through this lockdown prison, driving destruction and collapse onward, yet paying no heed to irrelevant people who had lost their value.
It merely accelerated madly until it devoured everything!
Four hundred and eleven cycles, four hundred and eleven deaths, four hundred and eleven complete instances of Event Destruction... like a spring compressed to its limit, like a chemical reaction on the verge of its threshold, what they unleashed was an unprecedented catastrophe.
A never-before-seen fissure had been carved into reality itself!
A wound like a black hole.
Slowly opening.
Beyond the Stone Cube...!
"What's going on?!"
Yegor roared in fury, demanding an answer from the Continuance Institute. "What exactly happened? Why has something like this occurred?!"
After blow upon blow of sudden changes, even the Unified Bureau's new director, renowned for his extraordinary composure, had become thoroughly flustered. But at this moment, how could he possibly not be