All their pupils contracted!
After their power had been destroyed, a terrifying shockwave came crashing toward them!
"Block it!"
Everyone gathered their power once more!
Boom—
The next second, they all fell from the sky to the ground, smashing huge pits into the earth one after another.
"Cough, cough—"
Every one of them rose to their feet with fresh blood at the corners of their mouths.
Each of them looked utterly bedraggled, utterly miserable.
They raised their heads and stared at the disaster in terror!
No!
He was not an opponent they could face!
There simply was no one who could be his opponent!
All of them had launched such a powerful attack, yet he had shattered it with a casual wave of his hand.
They did not even exist on the same level.
In the Era of the Gods, they had not won at all!
During the Era of the Gods, all races had been wiped out.
He should have been able to destroy everyone with ease.
Yet he had not done so!
Because he wanted to preserve life, preparing for Asura's reappearance in the future!
His power was not something they could contend against merely through effort.
Not many of them had lived through the Era of the Gods.
Even those who had experienced it had never truly faced the disaster head-on.
They could only allow themselves to be slaughtered.
After living through the Era of the Gods, perhaps they had believed that, as long as everyone worked together, and all of them brought out their full strength, they could at least clash with the disaster, right?
Yes!
They had indeed clashed with it a bit.
And then...
They had been instantly crushed!
There was a feeling
that the disaster could effortlessly kill everyone present with his bare