Ki Song with her Titan puppet punched through the air toward the Supreme statue in front of her.
But even with her large structure and speed, the Supreme Statue dodged her attacks effortlessly.
Ki Song wasn't surprised by this and continued punching space itself, and the Supreme Statues continued to dodge.
The Supreme Statue didn't remain passive as it also attacked the Titan puppet.
The space around the Titan puppet was being destroyed; the blood of the queen was gone every time it attacked.
Suddenly, the Supreme Statue didn't have a place to dodge, as its back collided with the bones of the dead god.
From both its right and left, two puppets emerged. They weren't as strong as the Titan puppet, but they were still a destructive force.
Of course, this had always been the plan of the queen.
In perfect sync, the three puppets struck the Supreme Statue. With nowhere to escape, it was crushed by the three puppets.
The bone behind it started to crack from the force of the punches.
Finally, the queen stopped, and there where her enemy was, nothing was left but dust.
The Nightmare Spell whispered to her ear, confirming the death of the Supreme Statue.
The queen looked away and gazed at the sky. There, Anvil was in battle against The Black Emperor.
In front of her eyes, Anvil slashed through the invisible barrier, cutting Raphael's chest, but he didn't stop as he thrust with another sword at Raphael's heart.
Ki Song thought that the battle ended, but how wrong she was.
Defying the laws of the world, The Black Emperor—even with his heart gone—punched through Anvil's armor and body, his hand appearing on the other side.
The Black Emperor whispered something to Anvil, but Ki Song couldn't hear it.
The King fell down to the ground, and the Emperor stood above, declaring that he was the true ruler.
With Anvil lost, only she and the Abomination could go against him, yet that man didn't even glance toward them.
So she was the only one who could confront Raphael.
The Titan puppet moved in the battlefield, crushing the statues beneath it.
Reaching Raphael, Ki Song looked at him, and so he did too.
The silence stretched until Raphael attacked. Ki Song saw nothing, but suddenly her left shoulder was gone.
She quickly transferred the damage to another puppet and repaired the Titan.
Raphael attacked again, but this time she dodged the attack.
Even though she couldn't see or sense anything, she could feel the world around her bind.
This wasn't the best way, as she couldn't fully dodge it, but for her—who could heal herself—it was more than enough.
Through the Titan puppet, she punched at Raphael, but just as she predicted, she couldn't penetrate the wall between them.
But she didn't stop; she continued punching the wall. The Titan puppet's hand was destroyed, making her blood turn into mist.
Raphael didn't remain passive, as he too attacked Ki Song, destroying her puppet, but every time he did so, she would simply repair it.
Finally, Ki Song felt it. Humans need oxygen for their brain to work; that's why they passively breathe. By making her blood a mist and making Raphael breathe it, she would have enough to make a single drop of her blood.
Using her blood in Raphael, she controlled his body for a second, but that second was enough.
She attacked with all the force she had, and this time there was no wall between them—and then her hand struck Raphael.
But unlike she predicted, Raphael... blocked her attack.
"How?" Ki Song spoke in surprise.
Raphael looked at the eyes of the Titan puppet, then spoke:
"I'm the sovereign of myself." He stopped for a second, then spoke, "Let me show you how to use blood."
In front of her eyes, Raphael's body became larger and larger by the second. His back was in a circular shape, like he was about to explode.
Boom!
Raphael's body exploded, and a ridiculous amount of blood surged out of his body.
An infinite amount of blood continued to surge out. Ki Song looked above her and laughed.
The sky had turned crimson.
And from the sea of blood in the sky, a crimson eye emerged.
Ki Song felt fear—not for her, but for her daughters. Surviving this was possible for her... but her daughters didn't stand a chance.
But when both of them were about to attack, they both felt it, making them stop.
The crumble of a domain, and the birth of another.
***
"You're in quite a state, dear father."
Anvil looked at Mordret. His body was slowly dying, so much that even pushing a Saint had become hard.
"You've been hiding like a rat, like always."
Mordret chuckled at Anvil's words, then replied, "Of course. You didn't think that I would come to fight you head-on, right? That's just pure stupidity."
"Coward."
Mordret shook his head. "No, no, this isn't cowardice. It's being smart."
Anvil didn't reply and remained silent.
Mordret sighed, then spoke, "You know, I always asked myself why you, dear father, tried to kill a kid and even sealed him for years... Of course, it's not for his power, right? If it is... then I will be really disappointed."
Mordret remained silent for a moment, then chuckled. "No, it was stupid of me even thinking of that. Someone like you would take that power and shape it into a sword for you to use anytime."
At this point, Anvil stopped listening. He just remained silent, waiting for death to open its doors for him.
"Then is it because of your flaw... or because I'm not your son?"
Anvil's face twitched for a fraction of a second, but Mordret saw it clearly.
"Sigh... so it really was it. The reason you did it was because I'm the child of an abomination or something."
"You are," Anvil spoke.
The two remained silent. Then Mordret spoke, "Do you know? Do you know how I felt when I saw my own father killing me and sealing me there? I was only a kid... I didn't know what I did, yet I still asked for forgiveness, but no one answered me."
"You are no son of mine," Anvil spoke solemnly.
Like the straw that broke the camel's back, everything inside of Mordret exploded.
"I was trapped. I, alone. Had no body, no senses. I was in hell looking at heaven! For I am. I am the monster you have created!"
"You were always a monster since you were born. Don't think of yourself as a human, you vile thing!" Anvil spoke.
Mordret's face changed. Anger took his mind, and he started attacking Anvil.
Punched, stabbed, broke, destroyed. Mordret attacked Anvil with all he had.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAH!"
His laughter echoed throughout the battlefield, and some even heard it even in the chaos.
He destroyed Anvil's body like he once did to him.
As for Anvil... he felt sadness that he wouldn't see that flawless sword that he always wanted to create.
Mordret took Anvil's body and raised it in the sky above his head, and then—with all the force he had—he split Anvil's body in half.
Anvil's blood and organs fell upon Mordret. He drank it like it was wine, being drunk on it.
Anvil's blood was so sweet that Mordret began crying while laughing at the same time.
He finally did it... he got his revenge.
And then Mordret felt something complete inside of him.
His body and soul started to change.
***
In the battlefield, Rain was fighting with Tamar and Telle of the White Feather.
Her body was on the brink of collapsing. She looked at Tamar, who was far more injured than her.
Since she couldn't kill anything, Tamar took all the burden.
Clicking her teeth, she looked beside her at her brother, who was killing every abomination in his way.
She looked back at Tamar, but then her eyes opened wide.
There, in front of her, there were two Tamars. Not only her, but there was also another her.
In all the battlefields, the same thing happened.
Cassie looked at her clone in front of her through someone's vision.
All of the clones remained motionless for a second, then they all moved at the same time like one being.
Their heads moved and looked at the crimson sky, and grinned.
There, in front of Ki Song, a figure emerged.
His black hair and colorless eyes looked at the crimson eye with a grin.
"I truly want to thank you, Black Emperor. Without you, I wouldn't have gotten my revenge."
"Unfortunately, you are too dangerous to be left alive, but no one can kill you but yourself. So let me give you that honor."
At the same time he was speaking, his body started to change. His black hair became longer, and some of his hair became gold in color. His colorless eyes remained the same. His body became larger, and his clothes changed.
"This body, this power, truly befit an Emperor."
Mordret, The Prince of Nothing.
The Kingslayer.
The one who shouldn't have been born.
Had achieved supremacy.
Thus becoming the second divine aspect user to achieve it.
With the birth of the new sovereign, the scale of the war has finally shifted.
***