Just how crooked and outrageous Yog-Sothoth's thinking had become...
The Mysterious Lord naturally knew nothing of it yet.
He was currently standing in a barren stretch of void, empty of everything.
He held his divine spear high, its crimson-black aura of evil pouring outward without cease!
"Come on, let's settle this in one move! Hastur! Let me see just what you're capable of!"
Not a single intact planetary fragment remained around the Mysterious Lord. These celestial bodies had first been smashed into shattered meteorites by Aphoom-Zhah.
Then Hastur, in his Lord of the Deep Sea Starry Sky form, had swept his wings and turned those celestial bodies of the Mirror World into cosmic dust.
At this moment, beneath the crimson radiance of the only sun still remaining in this mirror realm, they instead resembled a golden expanse.
That vast mass of matter, which should originally have been all manner of celestial bodies, now shone like gold, like a golden beach!
And so it became the backdrop for the Mysterious Lord and Hastur.
Facing the Mysterious Lord's provocative words, Hastur's octopus tentacles began thrashing wildly, and that vast expanse of starlight, seemingly shining from dozens of worlds away, grew even more intense!
His words were equally provocative, his tone three parts disdain, five parts fury, and two parts contempt:
"Come test the waters, little stone man! One move to decide the victor!"
The starlight behind Hastur suddenly blazed brighter. In just a few milliseconds...
It went from the apparent intensity of hundreds of thousands of moons reflecting sunlight...
To that of millions of stars shining straight at him as though he stood in Mercury's orbit!
It was blinding beyond compare!
"Fallen God Spear! Rise!"
The Mysterious Lord let out a roar!
The bright red blood all over his body formed a