"Clang-"
Materialized power danced across Roland's body. The energy was so chaotic that, barely spilling out, it was compressed into indistinct phantoms before it could take shape.
At first glance, it looked as though a feathered robe of light had been draped over him.
This power, born of infinity intersecting with infinity, had already surpassed the speed of thought. Even a Demon God could not have adapted to it. Never mind fighting-even controlling their own form so it did not twist with the power would have been a major problem.
But for Roland, who had personally written this formula, however violent the power became, he could control it with precision.
The surging light robbed time of its logic and enveloped every part of the Serpent of the Sixth Heaven's body. Its pupils contracted to pinpoints as though it were suffocating, and its trembling cells ruptured, forming streaks of dark blood.
This was the strongest formula, enough to make even a Demon God's body explode completely.
Normally, protected by the power of Total Annihilation of All Forms, the Serpent of the Sixth Heaven would have found this troublesome, but it would never have been reduced to such a sorry state.
After all, it only needed to withdraw its power and focus on itself to swiftly resolve its predicament.
But after it had actively used its principle to seal Roland off and been dragged into the Imitation Genesis Map, forming this one-on-one dueling ground, withdrawing its power was no longer something it could accomplish with a thought.
-Just like now.
Roland himself had become a flash of light.
Quite literally, the Serpent of the Sixth Heaven had completely lost sight of him.
And every time that dazzling light racing through the celestial river appeared, the sounds of flesh being sliced rang out