"No!"
A shrill, mournful howl rang out.
The Blade of Destruction, radiating a brilliant crimson glow, passed straight through the Black Pharaoh's bandages, whose immortality had never failed him!
Slash!
The bandages that had withstood countless maddened whispers were severed in two, and the flying Sacred Scarabs turned to ash.
For hundreds of millions of years, the Black Pharaoh had never revealed his true form. At this moment, his final visage was at last laid bare!
It was a pitch-black humanoid, its tattooed body bearing no discernible facial features!
It carried hazy spatial information from the sixth dimension!
As the blade swept past.
The Black Pharaoh's dark body was cut in half at the waist!
This time, the immortality he took such pride in offered him no help. From the cut that divided him in two, a brilliant crimson light began to burn, little by little.
Like a paper effigy that had just been assembled in a room, only to be torn in half, he burned to ashes within space and time!
The lord of six-dimensional space, the god of the undying Old Ones, the Middle Great Old One known as the Black Pharaoh, was executed on the spot!
"Woohoo!"
Below, the many ordinary, low-ranking Great Old Ones who happened to witness this scene cheered with delight.
The demon who had tormented them for hundreds of millions of years had finally vanished!
The sun of the Old Ones once again shone upon their heads!
Only the strongest among the top Great Old Ones, such as Kregya and Nyarlathotep, wore grave expressions.
"Dweller in the Flames, the sun falls under your authority, doesn't it?!"
Yog-Sothoth addressed Kregya by her title as he asked.
"Probably. After all, the sun is counted among the stars, isn't it?"
Kregya sounded somewhat uncertain.
What she