Ruuuuumble-!
The sphere of light containing the two utterly destructive energies of black and white exploded the instant it formed. An indescribable shock wave, terrifying enough to tear space itself to shreds, swept wildly in every direction like a world-ending tide.
The first to bear the brunt were the two enormous warships, the Leviathan and the Moby Dick.
"Maximum defensive power across the ship! Grab anything you can hold on to!"
On the Moby Dick, Marco shielded the crew behind him with his body while roaring himself hoarse at the entire ship. His face was filled with horror and disbelief. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that Navy brat would actually dare to take Pops's full-strength strike head-on. And from the looks of it, he had not even been killed outright.
That slash from Pops could easily have shattered an enormous island!
On the Leviathan, things looked even more like the end of the world. Before that terrifying shock wave, the entire sturdy warship forged from diamond alloy was as fragile as a leaf in a gale. The alloy armor covering its hull creaked under the unbearable strain. Hideous cracks spread wildly across it. Inside the bridge, every instrument exploded at once, sending sparks flying.
"Hold steady! All of you, hold steady!" Adjutant Brannew clung desperately to the main control console, roaring with every ounce of strength he had. Flying debris had already cut open his forehead, and blood covered his entire face, but he did not notice at all. His bloodshot eyes remained fixed on the world outside the windows, now completely engulfed in black-and-white light. He had only one thought. Rear Admiral Yas, their god, would surely be all right.
The energy storm that swept across dozens of nautical miles lasted a full minute before gradually