Their movements were perfectly synchronized, golden magical sparks lighting up in every one of their hands.
Facing the oncoming swarm of glittering stars, dozens of Ancient Ones cast spells simultaneously.
"Winds of Watoomb."
A terrifying magical storm formed in the void, transforming into a massive tornado that swept countless planets into its grasp. The powerful magical centrifugal force tore them to pieces.
Facing that high-density miniature neutron star, another ten Ancient Ones threw out both hands at once.
"Crimson Bands of Cyttorak."
Glowing red magical chains lashed out like whips, tightly wrapping around the neutron star.
The neutron star's terrifying gravity and momentum made the red chains tremble violently, but the Ancient Ones exerted their strength together and forcibly altered its trajectory.
It was hurled away like a meteor hammer, dragging dozens of planets off course with it.
Then all kinds of Kamar-Taj spells blossomed from the hands of the Ancient Ones.
Bolts of Balthakk, Hoggoth's Hoary Hosts, Vishanti's Sacred Sword, and more.
Every move Ancient One made was smooth and flowing, precise and elegant.
She dismantled Ebony Maw's stellar offensive one attack at a time in the most efficient manner possible.
Within this miniature universe, the two engaged in an incomparably dazzling battle of spaceborne offense and defense.
Golden magic circles, purple lightning, red energy bands, and multicolored planets collided and intertwined.
These dazzling real-life special effects left the alien bumpkins shouting in delight! The Grandmaster was so excited that he danced wildly.
They had seen brutal hand-to-hand combat and high-tech exchanges of fire, but this magical confrontation, filled with artistry and the beauty of rules, sent their dopamine surging.
"Damn! Are all Earthlings monsters like this?"
"What kind of heavenly place is Earth? Why hadn't the Order conquered it before?"
"This ticket was so worth it! The light