In midair, Thunder Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Lude.
"Do you know? After facing my power, not only did you not despair or fear it, but you were full of confidence that you could reach my level—and were even inspired by it. You're the first."
"So... I'll give you a measure of respect as well. Are you better at aerial combat or ground combat?"
Lude gave a derisive laugh, raising a hand to summon flames beneath himself and fly up before Thunder Emperor.
"To be honest, I'm not particularly good at either, so let's fight whichever way feels more comfortable."
"Fine."
That single word was like an iron hammer, shattering the brief calm once more.
Azure and crimson light shot skyward again.
So far, a total of—ten seconds had passed.
"My God..."
As they watched the two azure and crimson shooting stars, each collision in the sky exploding with a thunderous boom and each movement tearing apart a patch of dark clouds, the scattered flames and shockwaves alone had reduced the city below to scorched ruins.
Everyone within the Void Boundary could not help stopping what they were doing and crying out in astonishment.
Tilting his head up at the heavens, Director Duncan stared wide-eyed for a long time before finally forcing out, "Fuck, where did these Eternalists come from? And there are two of them at once?"
Inside the Kardashian Grand Auction House, Don Juan was even more shocked than Duncan.
"I thought Big Brother was already invincible in this world. Who knew someone could actually stand shoulder to shoulder with him? Whose subordinate is this?!"
Behind Don Juan, Siana was carefully making the final adjustments to the ritual.
Don Juan failed to notice Siana drawing an obsidian ritual dagger from her waist.