The End of a Show-Off (A Happy Ending)

"No!"

"No—"

"Raine! Get out here!"

"I am the Chaos Lord! The Ender of Order! Even if I die, I deserve a dignified death."

"You can't just let me crash meaninglessly into the sun like this! I won't accept it. Raine, fight me one-on-one!"

The Chaos Lord's crude, frenzied curses rang out without end. Perhaps it was because he had once been part of Order, and still clung to it with a fanatical obsession.

Even in death, he yearned for an overwhelmingly grand and spectacular exit.

That was the kind of ending befitting the overlord who had once occupied half the Chaos Universe.

Yet Raine wouldn't even grant him this "little" wish.

Pello and the others thought they understood perfectly: Our Lord Raine is so powerful and noble. The fact that he's willing to intervene indirectly is already more than enough respect for you, Chaos Lord. And you still expect His Majesty the God King to personally fight this trapped beast? You must be dreaming!

Along with their shock, the gods lamented inwardly: Even a Star Devouring Beast as powerful as the Chaos Lord couldn't reveal God King Raine's true strength?

They had expected an earth-shattering battle, with the two sides exchanging fire from a hundred thousand kilometers apart—perhaps trading beams of light a full ten kilometers across.

But no!

There was nothing!

The Chaos Mother Star—or, rather, the Chaos Lord's true body—which had resisted Pello and more than three hundred other gods for a hundred years was simply destroyed by the incomparably powerful God King Raine.

From beginning to end, after so many great battles, everyone's assessment of Raine remained the same: [Unfathomable]!

It was terrifying.

Knowing the gap at least gave them a direction to strive toward.

For the many chief gods, something like a solar cannon—or even