A dazzling light.
It tore upward, ripping through the pitch-black night sky.
Its brilliant gold-red radiance blazed as fiercely as the sun, like a colossal dragon.
That dragon carried away all the fire of the mortal world, turning even the Void Boundary into a black, deathly silence.
Then it crossed ten thousand meters and charged at Thunder Emperor Thorn with lethal intent.
For a moment, everyone in the Void Boundary could not help turning their eyes in this direction.
That narrow gold-red line gave everyone an unparalleled sense of oppression.
"This is my strongest attack!"
"[Fire Dragon Incinerates Heaven]!!!"
And faced with this supreme attack.
An attack powerful enough to blast an entire district of Enamel City into the sky.
An attack whose power had to be measured in kilotons.
Thunder Emperor Thorn remained remarkably calm.
He watched the gold-red light continuously drawing closer from below.
At that moment, time seemed to slow considerably.
"Truly, the younger generation is formidable."
Thunder Emperor Thorn sighed.
The killing intent and fighting spirit around him rapidly receded.
From the very beginning, Lude had felt that the Thunder Emperor was not merely a warrior, but a refined and scholarly man.
And that feeling was steadily growing stronger now.
"How many years has it been?"
Thunder Emperor Thorn could not help sighing inwardly.
His hands hung naturally at his sides.
The muscles throughout his body relaxed.
Even his eyelids drooped slightly.
"How many years has it been since anyone forced me to this point?"
He exhaled softly.
Though he had long since ceased to be constrained by the need to breathe.
His Psionic Energy had long been enough to distort reality and free him from the troubles of gravity.
"—Forced me to the point of using this move."
The Thunder Emperor's killing intent had completely