The holy light on the spear's shaft gleamed with bloodiness, the result of having once been stained with divine blood. Its original holy light had been compassionate, sacred, and meant to guide people toward goodness.
But now, the holy light upon the sacred spear represented slaughter—the hatred and pain of a god who had been harmed.
"Heh, the power of holy light. If you want to use something like this to hurt me, have Jehovah come himself."
Lucifer laughed softly, not in disdain, but as if merely stating a fact.
His figure suddenly blurred, and the pitch-black longsword in his hand appeared before Shin's brow in an impossible instant.
Clang!
The clash of sword and spear rang out across the chaotic space, carrying an immense distance.
There had originally been no living things within this utterly empty spacetime. There were only violent elements, everything resembling the scene before heaven and earth had first opened.
Under such circumstances, there should have been no sound at all, because there was no substance through which sound could travel.
Yet the sound at this moment had already transcended every material level.
This was a clash between gods, power approaching the highest tier of the multiverse—a battle between Gaia and one of the mightiest great supernatural beings.
Darkness and light spread outward. The aftershocks made the already violent chaos roar even more furiously. All kinds of energy collided, instantly churning the surrounding domain into a muddled mess.
If Hokage and the One Piece World had still been nearby, that single aftershock would have been enough to destroy both worlds completely.
"Your Highness is stronger than you were during our last clash," Lucifer said with a smile. He seemed to always wear that gentle, refined smile, like an aristocrat possessed of the highest cultivation.
Shin rode