A dull crash suddenly rang out.
Endless darkness surged like a crystalline tide, shattering space and time with the force to cleave mountains.
Yet amid this endless energy and apocalypse, mysterious black sword marks spread without end, holding their own against ultimate destruction.
In a brief instant, this universe shaped by boundaries shattered, and reality began spreading into the void.
What brought about this result was not only the Winged Serpent's desperate attack, but also Slash Emperor actively devouring the power of boundaries.
"What happened?"
The Dragon God, who surrounded Roland in the form of a world, was filled with questions.
Once the boundary shattered, the chance to kill the Winged Serpent would exist only in this fleeting instant.
But Slash Emperor's continuous absorption of energy from the entire world also made the Dragon God understand that Roland was doing this deliberately.
When the real universe suffered damage and destruction, cracks would also appear in the Heaven-Descending Human state suppressing the Winged Serpent. Then this moment of equality, which Roland had sacrificed even the future to obtain, would be broken again.
Most importantly, killing the Winged Serpent was absolutely not the way to defeat it. Roland should have understood that better than anyone.
But watching that desire of his inner landscape begin to devour the universe and twist its laws through intense emotion, the Dragon God gritted their teeth.
Covering the entire universe with one's own desire without using the item called the Star Cup was not something just anyone could accomplish.
To achieve this, Roland had endured the trials of countless contract spirits, setting aside even the fundamentals of life, death, and existence. Given that, the Dragon God had no reason to doubt him.
"This is the last of my energy. Take it!"
The Dragon God sighed and slowly