High above.
Imu formed a hand seal aimed at Rock, pitch-black demonic energy surging down his arm into his palm.
In the blink of an eye, a pitch-black bell the size of a palm took shape.
Ding—
The bell rang.
The instant its sound spread, a black mark appeared out of nowhere on Rock's chest.
Then the bell in Imu's palm burst apart.
Boom!
Dense demonic energy shot skyward, instantly staining the clouds an inky black.
In a flash, the tip of an enormous black sword emerged from beyond the clouds, its blade stretching out of sight.
Merely hanging there, it cast a shadow over more than half of Pangaea Castle.
"Grudge Demon Sword—!!"
Imu abruptly clenched his fingers, and the demonic mark on Rock's chest lit up at the same time.
A moment later, the ten-thousand-meter demonic sword turned its point, locked onto its target, and crashed down!
Rumble—!!
Before the sword even touched Pangaea Castle, the ground on its highest level cracked. The remnants of the flower beds were crushed to dust, and broken walls collapsed one after another.
A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, making even the air heavy as lead.
Imu's gaze was icy. "It's over."
Boom—!!
The Grudge Demon Sword plunged straight down, its black blade piercing through "Rock's" heart. The ground collapsed with a thunderous crash, and great torrents of black demonic energy erupted in every direction.
But the cold look on Imu's face did not last even half a second.
Crackle.
The impaled "Rock" suddenly lit up.
A moment later, his entire body exploded into a sky full of electrical arcs.
"Lightning Clone!"
Imu's ringed pupils sharply contracted. "When—?!"
"Sorry."
Rock's voice came from behind him, carrying a casual chill. "That move's pretty good at locking onto people. But locking onto lightning?