BOOM! BOOM! RUMBLE!
The Purgatory Furnace that had been in the hands of the Purgatory Giant King, Aibadon, as he grinned savagely and tyrannically only a moment ago vanished the next. Blazing flames shook the void as the Purgatory Furnace sun exploded amid the monstrous heads formed by the densely packed slave monsters. No one knew how many slave monsters were reduced to ash.
"Ah..."
"No..."
Cries of despair and screams rang without end.
Those were the lucky ones, at least they had time to react. More did not even have the chance to cry out before they were instantly evaporated and vaporized by the boundless flames.
Perhaps within a world, this strike from the Purgatory Giant King would have been enough to shake heaven and earth apart. Yet upon the vast battlefield of the void, the true battlefield of the great decisive War of Civilization, it was merely one corner of the battlefield, nothing remarkable.
Within Aibadon's simple, purely violent mind, he did not find the wizards' deliberate method of battle improper. No matter what enemies stood before him, all he cared about were himself and the Purgatory Furnace. To destroy everything with the supreme fires of purgatory—this was the source of all his current achievements.
However...
So many wizards had actually gathered their willpower and arranged the slave monsters used as cannon fodder into a dense formation, intending to use them to resist one who had embarked upon the path of a Sovereign. It had to be said that this was simply too foolish, too... contrary to common sense!
Bzzz!
"Shadow-Eating Spirit Shrine Spacetime Sealing Art!"
The void exploded with overflowing waves of fire. Not only had countless slave monster legions been evaporated, but the wizards controlling those slave monsters were also burned to ashes amid the vast