"Rumble-!!!!"
An indescribable crimson pillar of light pierced heaven and earth, carrying destructive energy that shattered space and tore apart the laws of reality. Like a giant axe cleaving creation into being, it came crashing down toward Kirishima's head.
Wherever the pillar passed, space was utterly annihilated, leaving a trail of pitch-black nothingness. The sky over Fuyuki City was bathed in blood red.
The entire city trembled violently beneath this strike, and countless panes of glass shattered in an instant.
This was a blow truly powerful enough to "cleave the world," the ultimate Noble Phantasm of the King of Heroes, Gilgamesh-Enuma Elish.
Yet, facing that crimson pillar that seemed poised to split the world apart, Kirishima Bupai merely raised his right hand toward the world-destroying light, spreading his fingers with his palm facing forward.
His movements were calm and casual, as though he were merely pushing open a door left ajar. Then he gently closed his hand.
Time seemed to stretch infinitely at that moment. The crimson pillar, powerful enough to shatter stars and tear the world apart, touched Kirishima's palm...
There was no explosion, no impact, no release of energy. There was only absolute... dissolution.
Before Kirishima's pale palm, that raging torrent of energy, powerful enough to cleave heaven and earth apart, seemed to strike the barrier of the universe-or plunge into a bottomless black hole.
All its destructive power, all its momentum, every trace of its presence... was silently, utterly... erased the instant it touched him...
The crimson pillar gushed from the sword's tip, only to vanish without a trace in the tiny space before Kirishima's palm, as though swallowed by an invisible, enormous maw.
Not even a ripple of energy escaped. Only the Sword of Rupture's three segments continued their futile, high-speed rotation, emitting a piercing hum