The War God, having activated all the simulated divine weapons, spoke softly to the Thermodynamic Demon.
The moment his words fell, countless weapons within the Mandala Formation unleashed terrifying radiance. Like evil dragons escaping the abyss, they carved trails of doom through the air.
"Boom—!!!"
One divine weapon after another completely blanketed Maxwell's position. Explosions from the impacts came one after another, the earth shook violently, and smoke and dust from the blasts engulfed nearly half the city.
Not far away, a group of spectators watched the brutal scene with frightened expressions.
The battle between the War God and the powered-up Maxwell was far too devastating, and even the people nearby had been caught up in it. Already injured, Sandora was directly knocked unconscious by the aftershock.
Left with no choice, they could only relocate as quickly as possible to somewhere nearby.
"W-Was Lord Bahram always this strong?"
Black Rabbit could not help swallowing as she spoke in a slightly trembling voice.
"Yeah, I know. This scene is far too shocking, whether for you or for me."
Unlike Black Rabbit, Pest's eyes gleamed with hope.
Only someone this powerful could reverse the fate of the Black Death.
That person had said not long ago that if she worked seriously, he would consider helping her alter the Akashic Records.
Though, this job was really a little... well, that.
Remembering the relationship between her father and the maids at home, Pest's pretty little face stiffened slightly.
"I never expected him to possess the Mandala Formation..."
His Highness could not help furrowing his brow. Though it differed somewhat from the Mandala Formation he knew, it was undeniably the Mandala Formation with which he had a deep connection.
Coupled with the Divine Artifacts flying through the sky, it was not hard to think of