At the same moment before Fulisina clashed swords with the Flame Reaver, in the " Eternity " audience section.
Silver Wolf had waited a long time to witness this historic moment. He brought out a bucket of popcorn and soda, and even put on virtual reality glasses, intending to watch it as if he were there.
The perspective shifts to the star battlefield inside the Cloud Stone Heavenly Palace, which has been transformed into a chaotic realm of annihilation.
Every collision between the starlight emanating from Fulisina's fingertips and the shadow spikes bursting from the Flame Reaver's bone wings created energy turbulence powerful enough to tear space apart.
The dome of the deep-space marble was torn open with cracks, and falling stardust vaporized and disappeared before reaching the core of the battlefield. The entire celestial palace groaned and trembled in the aftershocks of the battle between the two beings.
However, beneath this devastating facade flows a cold, unspoken understanding that only those involved can comprehend.
When a twisted, Black Tide creature, composed of viscous black mud and screaming bone spurs, burst forth from the spatial rift torn open by Fulisina, like a shark smelling blood, lunging towards her back—
Beneath the Flame Reaver's wide black robe, the jet-black straight sword suddenly swung back at an eerie angle without warning.
The sword did not pierce Fulisina, but rather grazed precisely the edge of her star-studded robe, leaving behind a dark purple arc of light that was extremely refined.
laugh--!
The arc of light, like a hot knife slicing through butter, instantly cleaved the newly formed Black Tide creation in two.
The filthy core that made up its core was precisely annihilated by dark purple energy, turning into ashes before it could even let out a scream.
The whole process was as fast as lightning, as if it were just an accidental sweep of the aftermath of a battle.
A barely perceptible glimmer of understanding flashed deep within Fulisina's starry eyes.
As if she had foreseen the future, at the very moment the Flame Reaver drew his sword, she casually made a grasping motion with her right hand to the side.
A miniature star, compressed from pure starlight, instantly formed in her palm, carrying a terrifying gravitational vortex, and slammed heavily towards the Flame Reaver.
boom--!!!
The gravitational tides from the stellar eruption were not meant to cause harm, but rather, like an invisible giant hand, violently pulled the three Black Tide creations resembling rotting manta rays, which were silently gathering in the shadows behind the Flame Reaver and about to pounce, into the core of the vortex.
The pure starlight, like a furnace, instantly burned their filthy shells and cores into Nihility.
The two attacks intersected in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar. Turbulent energy swept in all directions, crushing more Black Tide creations that were peeking out from the spatial rifts into dust.
Every seemingly fatal move cleverly serves as cover for the opponent to eliminate the smaller enemies.
Beneath the magnificent symphony of ' Destruction ' lies the cold and efficient grand cleaning of ' Eternity '.
If you're going to put on a show, you have to go all out.
A thought resounded directly in Fulisina's mind; it was the voice of the Flame Reaver, but it had shed all its feigned violence and emptiness.
Fulisina did not respond, but the starlight swirling in her Starry Eyes suddenly accelerated.
She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and countless flowing stardust gathered from the shattered dome, coalescing in her palms into a starlight spear that seemed to be forged from the core of the galaxy.
Where the spearhead pointed, space froze and shattered inch by inch!
The Flame Reaver's bone wings suddenly unfurled to their fullest extent, the ashes and light seeming to boil.
He transformed into a dark purple comet that tore through space, not dodging, but with a resolute attitude, crashing headlong into the starlight spear that seemed capable of piercing through stars.
Boom--!!!!
An unprecedented and terrifying explosion erupted in the center of the Cloud Stone Heavenly Palace, instantly engulfing the entire space with blinding white light and all-consuming dark purple.
The deep-space cloud stone that made up the Heavenly Palace could no longer withstand the pressure, let out a final wail, and disintegrated like shattered glass!
As the light of " Destruction " dimmed slightly, the two figures vanished from the core of the collapsed Heavenly Palace.
All that remained was a scene of utter devastation and a lingering, completely Purification Nihility in the air.
All the hidden Black Tide creations were completely wiped out by the aftershocks of the energy released by the two of them in that earth-shattering clash.
One second there was the Destruction roar and shattered starlight, the next there was absolute silence and indescribable grandeur.
This is the " Vortex of Genesis " - a special outpost version for the " Church of Eternity ", not the Vortex of Genesis in Okhema.
There was no ground, no dome, only a boundless Ocean that seemed to be made of the purest liquid starlight, slowly rotating.
The Ocean of starlight was calm and still, radiating a soft and Eternity glow that illuminated this strange space.
At the center of this Ocean of light, a colossal vortex, composed of countless spiraling golden bands of light flowing with materialized runes of cosmic laws, rotates silently.
At the heart of the vortex, an indescribable attraction and sacredness, as if it were the origin of all things, emanates—this is the ultimate sacred place where the " Core Flame " is delivered.
Looking up, my gaze pierced through the liquid starlight forming the sea, and what I saw was not rocks or the sky, but a deep and boundless cosmic curtain.
Above the screen, twelve enormous patterns, outlined by flowing stardust and Eternity radiance, floated like branding marks.
Those are twelve majestic figures of the " Eternity " Aeon, respectively:
The " Eternity " Aeon Worldbearing, the " Eternity " Aeon who wields the scales, the " Eternity " Aeon whose body has become a furnace...
They are in various postures, some standing, some sitting, some glaring, some bowing, together forming the ultimate symbol that supports the Order of the universe.
Their timeless gaze seemed to pierce through time and space, silently watching the tiny visitor at the Vortex of Genesis.
That's right, in order to distinguish themselves from the original " Vortex of Genesis," the " Church of Eternity " redrawn all the images of the twelve Titan as the unparalleled Lord Yite!
Fulisina and Blake floated quietly above this sea of starlight, just inches away from the slowly rotating vortex of Creation.
The intense fighting atmosphere receded from the two of them like a receding tide.
The light on Fulisina's star-studded robe softened and became more subdued, and her eyes, which held the secrets of the Milky Way, regained their calm and clear state.
The violent and Destruction aura belonging to the Flame Thief vanished without a trace in an instant.
He slowly raised his hand, and the shadow of the hood covering his face flowed and faded like mercury, revealing the cold, handsome face that belonged to Blake.
Sharp features, eyes like polished obsidian, deep and cold.
Only a small, silver mark on his forehead, resembling a cracked star, revealed his identity as the Chair the " Church of Eternity ".
Fulisina merely turned her head slightly, her starry eyes calmly glancing at Blake. Blake also nodded slightly, the movement so subtle it was almost imperceptible.
The play has ended; all the lurking Black Tide and the outside observers have been eliminated.
At this moment, there is only the vortex of " Eternity " and two tacitly understanding executors.
The next move needs not be stated here.
The sacred starlight from the Vortex of Genesis flowed over them, as if drawing a silent pause to this meticulously choreographed drama.