The stars were swallowed by the black holes.
The End unleashed by the God of Flashstar, who possessed only half of a complete Authority, could never have been a match for Hunt.
When those seven hundred and seventy-seven black holes collapsed and exploded simultaneously!
The Wasteland was still the same Wasteland.
Yet the Flashstar True God clearly felt signs of its own will shattering.
It would die here.
But it felt no fear of death.
It only hated, only resented the fact that it was not strong enough to kill this human.
"Human, human!"
It let out a howl unlike that of any living creature.
Its body of pure energy gathered once more.
It charged madly at Ye Qiyan as fast as it could.
But what awaited it was a sword.
[Tear-Carving Sword]
Red Tears' whisper echoed beside Ye Qiyan's ear.
"Use me~"
"Of course."
The sword rose above his head.
Lisette, who had also received Dreamweaving's enhancement, accelerated time for Ye Qiyan.
In Ye Qiyan's eyes, space and time froze at that moment.
But in Flashstar's eyes, his speed was too great to observe.
He raised his sword.
Within the Ancient Battlefield made solid by Dreamweaving, all the Eyeless Ones lifted their heads toward the sky.
Streams of bloody tears slid down their cheeks, as though speaking of unwillingness, or of some kind of despair.
That despair was called [The End].
[Blasphemy Card · X · Dreamweaver]
[Elegy: Consume that wisp of Dream Trace, and the world at its end will offer up [everything], playing that eternal elegy for itself.]
The Wasteland was still the same Wasteland.
The traces of the Ancient Battlefield had long since faded with the passage of endless ages.
Ashes merged with the sword.
He murmured to himself:
"Let's call this strike The End."
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