Surtr lay sprawled on the ground, murmuring to himself, his voice full of disbelief. "How could one strike possibly..."
Lumine and the Paimons looked at one another.
That Extreme Evil Rider, who had just unleashed enough power to make heaven and earth change color, had just... been taken down with one punch?
"What... just happened?" Paimon No. 2 asked blankly.
Paimon No. 1 was just as lost. "I didn't see it clearly... I just saw a flash of moonlight, and then..."
Columbina slowly withdrew the Lunar Moment Force, a thoughtful look flickering through her eyes. That punch... she had vaguely caught something from it, but power of that level had already exceeded the scope of what she could understand.
Surtr struggled to prop himself up from the deep crater, then staggered to his feet. The arrogance from before was gone from his face, replaced by shock and panic he could hardly hide.
He raised his head and looked at the figure not far away, whose aura had not even been disturbed in the slightest. Deep in his pupils, it was as if something were shattering.
His Dao heart had broken.
How was that possible? How could that be possible? He had roamed the sea of stars, tread across countless worlds, and believed himself to have already stood at the pinnacle of power.
But today, he could not even take one punch from his opponent?
That kind of gap could no longer be described by "strong" or "weak." It was the crushing force of another dimension, the difference between an ant and a god.
Surtr carefully recalled that strike. He felt as if he had seen a giant wrapped in moonlight swing an unmatched punch at him.
What strongest in Teyvat? What master of the Abyssal Power? It was all bullshit!