At some point, Logres's clothes had changed from white to red.
This was the attire she wore only in battle, signifying that, as the King of War, she was about to go all out.
As the Holy Lance's charge neared its critical point, Logres raised the Sword of Promised Victory as well.
Specks of starlight drifted up around her. If it had been night, they would probably have illuminated the entire sky.
Cernunnos lay in the deep crater, serving as a perfectly qualified target. A corpse that was already dead naturally could not move.
What sustained its continued movement was its vengeful resentment.
That resentment naturally sensed the two terrifying powers taking aim at it.
Now, it could only roar helplessly and do nothing else.
Its only means of attack was to curse the Fairies that were born, turning them into Mors, then relying on sheer numbers to crush everything in its path.
But the individually weak Mors were utterly meaningless before absolute power.
The ones that had just been born could not even withstand this radiance. They failed to last a second within the barrier of light before turning to ash once more.
Soon, the Holy Lance finished charging, and a force carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth erupted from the cannon's muzzle.
Amplified by the Annihilation Particle Cannon, even at only 39% power, it surpassed the full release of the Holy Lance in its normal state.
In just one second, the beam struck Cernunnos's corpse.
White light filled every screen in the command room. Only after roughly thirty seconds did it gradually fade.
Only Cernunnos's head remained. The resentment's main body had long since vanished without a trace.
At the same time, the crater in the ground had expanded by roughly five times.
It was hard