"So many, so many—suns!"
Looking up at the thousand blazing suns hanging in the sky, the tens of thousands of demons in the Windlink Mountains, so fierce and eager for battle moments ago, stood dumbfounded.
The sight was simply too absurd. The radiance of those thousand suns bleached heaven and earth white, utterly outshining the true sun high in the nine heavens!
"The suns are falling! They're all falling!!"
Then the demons saw all thousand suns plummet at once. Their faces blanched in horror, their bodies trembling as though plunged into an ice cellar.
"Run! Hurry!"
No one knew which lesser demon let out that despairing shout. In an instant, helmets and armor were cast aside, command banners toppled, and swords littered the ground as every demon scattered.
Some fled beyond the mountains on streaks of light. Some gritted their teeth and plunged into the earth. Others found the nearest cave and sprinted headlong inside.
If the lesser demons reacted like that, Scorpion True Lord, hovering in midair and facing the falling suns head-on, was struck even more rigid.
In his eyes, a thousand vast suns fell together with the force of a collapsing sky. The whole vault above him, everything he could see, filled with boundless golden light.
A roaring flood surged toward him, pounced on him, crashed down on him!
He felt like a tiny boat in a raging tsunami, powerless against the waves and able only to endure their battering.
"Hold it back!!"
His eyes nearly split with fury. With a roar, he poured magic power into the White Bone Fork, which burst with endless spiritual light. That light became a lake of blood.
Gripping the White Bone Fork with both hands, he thrust with all his might at the falling suns. The blood lake surged forward