Unprecedented light engulfed everything.
Within the seething darkness, flames fell like rain, while the Abyss wailed and gradually collapsed... The Pitch-black Blazing Sun slowly descended from above the depths.
Amid the spreading blaze, it was as though an invisible giant hand had erased everything in its path.
Ever since the birth of the new Abyssal Supreme, the collapse had begun accelerating once more.
Everything in the Sea of Thunder had been devoured. All souls and treasures had been seized by the new Great Lord, and every life faced its final judgment.
After once again containing endless calamities and even completely burning away the Great Lord of old, that sun wheel became ever more cruel and grotesque.
Its mere rotation seemed to tear open rifts throughout the Abyss.
Everything within the Abyssal Dark Zone had already vanished without a trace.
As the sun wheel descended, every hell between the depths had been burned away, disintegrated, and absorbed into that blazing sun.
At the same time, it filled every survivor with terror and confusion. They fled on instinct, gathering together as they tried to escape deeper, to flee death itself.
They gathered beneath the last King of Hell still capable of resisting.
Yet the blazing sun was in no hurry. It descended so slowly, merely looking down in mockery, watching every overconfident act of resistance and prying gaze.
It allowed them to gather in one place.
And sincerely looked forward to them finding some small surprise or trouble for it...
"It changed again! Did you see it? It changed again!"
At the edge of the fallen kingdom's territory, beyond the boundary drawn by a sheet of blood, the Minister of Heavenly Works blankly raised his head and stared at the readings on the intricate crystal instrument before him.
He could see nothing