Even after suffering an unexpected devastating blow, He did not halt His plan. If anything, He quickened His pace.
He raised His enormous head toward the black sun in the sky. The moment the black sun overflowed, He lifted two strangely twisted, mucus-covered "hands" high and cried out. An indescribable shriek erupted from within Him and from the few remaining heads hanging from His body.
The thirteen pillars of light paused slightly, then rapidly converged upon Him.
The closer they drew, the smaller the distance between the pillars became. The Federation's few remaining survivors were utterly annihilated as the pillars sped across the land.
Now, the only ones left in the entire Federation were Xu Zhi and the people sheltered within Cloud City's formation.
The world-destroying grand formation had completed its task. The outcome had not exceeded Xu Zhi's or Narrator's expectations. Within the Federation, no one could stop Him.
Even though Xu Zhi had long known this moment would come, she had not particularly cared before. But now that she knew part of the truth, seeing this scene inevitably stirred a faint sense of sorrow for those sharing the same fate.
Still, that emotion came quickly and passed just as quickly. At the end of the day, Xu Zhi was not the sort of person to sink into melancholy for such reasons.
Once she realized that the backlash from looking directly at Him with the [Eye of Secrets] would not be too severe, Xu Zhi boldly prepared to use it again at the right moment.
Unfortunately, she could not keep looking. Otherwise, the accumulating backlash would be more than she could bear.
As the pillars of light rapidly approached His position, they gradually shrank. At the same time, a massive blood-red formation slowly rose from the ground.
The formation