Rumble-
With Dreamweaver utterly defeated, the reality she had distorted was also falling apart. The entire void resembled a dazzling shower of sparks, slowly turning to ashes as the psionics burned itself away.
He saw the Truth God King's body!
He saw that massive figure bound in countless chains, countless golden sword patterns crawling over his body. His gaze was savage, like a demon god from hell, and endless black mist wreathed his entire body. Before him, the whole void seemed like a crystal garden that would shatter at a touch.
"Lynn-!"
His voice rang across the heavens, laden with ancient hatred.
It was as though he had only ever had one target. In his eyes, every other living being was merely an obstacle to completing this ancient revenge, never worth his attention.
The enormous hand carried the might to rend the void. The instant the distorted reality shattered, it tore toward Lynn.
That was the oppressive might of a true God King!
But he could advance no farther.
Because what stood before him was that expanse of frenzied, chaotic colors.
This was a clash that had already transcended concepts themselves. The frenzied colors, silent as the Abyss, became a sky-shrouding barrier in that instant, annihilating the entire void and turning it into her own domain, blocking that world-destroying strike.
And in that moment, Lynn understood.
She was no longer Aivier.
Or rather, from the moment she willingly released her essence and stopped suppressing the power of Chaos within her, she had become part of her mother, part of the [Painter].
The moment that Azure Figure appeared had already explained everything.
Boom-
The terrifying shock wave blasted Lynn an immeasurable distance away. Even the azure sun surging over his body was scattered like duckweed in the wind amid this God