But it was already too late. Those dozen or so King Beasts had already charged madly at the figure on the Throne.
Upon the Throne.
The Black-Robed Figures' spiritual form returned in an instant. Their gaze swept across all the charging King Beasts, and they spoke a single word.
"Perish."
Vrrrm-
Two spurts of blood burst from his eyes, and cracks spread across his entire body in an instant.
But at the same time, the dozens of charging King Beasts that had completed their ascension were hurled backward. Blood sprayed, and countless slashing wounds appeared across their bodies.
The moment that terrifying power of Word-Made Law swept toward them, making his words reality, Constantine thrust out his hand as quickly as he could and shielded Lynn in front of him.
Boom-
Their bodies were instantly flung away, and countless bursts of blood exploded from Constantine's back.
Had they not both been covered in firstborn power, that sudden eruption of terrifying might could very well have killed them on the spot.
"What is that?!"
Lynn immediately scrambled up, panting, unable to believe how terrifying that power was.
Constantine struggled under the crushing pressure. His half-skeletal face looked utterly hideous as he panted and rasped out that word.
"Truth."
Vrrrm-
Lynn's pupils contracted sharply.
Truth...
How could...
He knew that of all the rules that had ever appeared, only the seven great laws could be called the foundations and primordial sources. Apart from causality and reincarnation, time and space, creation and destruction, only "truth" could be called supreme among all laws.
Without it, even if all the other laws existed, they could not function normally and form the orderly world that existed today.
But why could these Black-Robed Figures wield a rule of this level?!
Could it be...
*Aside from time, had