Silent and soundless.
Surrounded tightly by a massive number of Mutants and Mutated within a wall of flesh.
The Aberration seemed even more crazed now, its body crashing around inside the narrow sphere like a white afterimage.
Sound traveled far more slowly than an attack.
Even though it had not heard anything from the Emperor's attack, the Aberration still sensed the enormous threat that had suddenly appeared.
Or rather, it was hatred carved into the depths of its soul.
"Roar!!!"
Driven to the extreme of madness, "he" could sense the deadly attack that was about to arrive.
That was the attack that had once killed him!
But having been stopped by the Second Will and never having evolved to its final stage, the Aberration could only struggle and roar like a beast driven into a frenzy.
It wanted to charge out and kill these Mutants! Kill these traitors!
It wanted to unfurl its Bone Wings of death and destroy this world!
Unwillingness, resentment, rage!
The mind that had been unable to recover for so long seemed to be forcibly awakened at this moment.
"Boom boom! Boom! Boom!"
The afterimage flashed at incredible speed with reaction times beyond the Fourth Order. Under attacks from a body that seemed to be a weapon of war, every flash brought the deaths of countless Fourth-Order beings.
The Fourth-Order beings of the two races, who could only intercept it by throwing themselves to their deaths, died in great numbers in the blink of an eye.
Bursting clouds of blood mixed with foul-smelling fragments filled the interior of the barricade. Like a crushing machine, the Aberration was now a pair of rapidly spinning blades.
Although, in its madness, every attack from the Aberration took the lives of countless Mutants and Mutated, no matter how hard "it"