The colossal entity unleashed its second attack.
A massive vortex the size of a province erupted from its jaws, like a tsunami roaring as a beast writhing in search of destruction.
"I won't let you! Hell come to your all shits kinds."
Gamora growled, the roar of a beast in human form, a beast facing catastrophe head-on.
His Zone glowed, then he pushed it with all his might.
The first attack he had previously repelled was no longer just pressure; it had become a blazing green fireball, colliding with the oncoming destruction with a force powerful enough to create a deafening explosion, a force that crushed reality itself.
The ground was completely wiped out in a giant circle.
Some guards were flung into the air like light leaves.
The royal soldiers themselves clung to the ground with all their might, some succeeded, while others tumbled.
Amid the chaos, a voice pierced through the entire storm.
"Charge souls!!!!!!!!!!"
Valeras was the first to move, followed by the leaders. There was no hesitation, only incredible speed.
They solders shot forward like flaming arrows, their eyes fixed on the colossal entity, nothing stopping them, nothing deterring them.
There… the King of Vardisia spoke.
'Whaaah? They're coming?'
He looked toward the attacking army, as if something no longer made sense.
'Whah? One strike this time… will finish them all.'
The giant beast began to open its jaws, slowly… an unbelievable pulling force.
But suddenly—
A meteor fell.
No… something colossal crashed onto the surface of the catastrophe.
The entire body of the Grasp of the Ocean trembled.
The space beneath the meteor contracted, the solid surface of the beast bulged downward like stretched fabric, swelling for a moment before exploding into a violent shockwave, emitting a terrifying scream that shook the sky.
It was Valeras who landed on it.
He landed with all his might.
The beast roared, its voice cracking across the horizon, as if the earth itself screamed in pain.
The King of Vardisia looked at the scene, and shock appeared on his face for the first time.
'What…? This creature?'
Then…
The beasts on its surface surged forward.
But Valeras did not move.
He raised his hands to the sides, and with a single motion, glowing meteor spheres formed in each hand.
His power was now revealed—
[Transforming the atoms and materials around him into spinning meteors.]
The spheres in his hands were not just rocks; they were hellish flames aura in constant rotation, growing denser with each moment.
Then he launched one.
It struck directly at the first line of beasts charging toward him.
It was not a normal push, but a crushing force, tearing through their bodies and distorting their existence.
The meteor did not stop. It advanced, tearing through more and more… As for the second one… he prepared to throw it.
The leaders arrived.
Levar!
Levar was in the air, his body bending as he drew his glowing arrow from the aura of his entity.
He released it… and it pierced the heart of the second meteor… it began to glow from within.
"Now!"
Valeras launched the meteor.
But this time, it was not just a meteor…
It was a meteor controlled by Levar.
It began to move through the air like a conscious creature, changing its trajectory rapidly, seeking the largest clusters of enemies… crushing and devouring their grotesque forms.
Then… something larger pounced on it.
The colossal tank.
Its massive body surged around the meteor, turning it into rubble of energy, its triangular mouth opening wide like a gateway to another world.
A terrifying energy erupted from it.
Other creatures surged forward, scrambling toward the battle, some flying through the air, others crawling rapidly, and others advancing with their massive bodies.
The leaders landed on the surface; it was a thunderous landing.
Each of them hardened their bodies and prepared, then charged.
Claude—the moving mass of destruction.
His entire body hardened into glowing titanium, every strike an earthquake.
He crushed the skulls of barbaric beasts—one after another.
Zzzzzzzzzzz!
A deadly lightning bolt shot from the glowing fly!
A demonic lightning split the air toward him.
It was a fatal attack; Claude was metallic, the lightning would turn him to ash in an instant, no escape.
But… before the lightning reached its target, something cut through the distance.
Aelius appeared.
With his sword, in a motions, circular, fast, and precise.
Chaaaaaaaaang!!
He deflected the lightning—which was like an explosive rain, an infinite force striking his sword...
He fought the lightning with gritted teeth, until… the lightning ended.
His sword… it glowed now… Aelius absorbed the lightning's energy… then, with a deadly surge, he charged directly at the flying tank!
On the other side, Azarak, with his immense physical build.
He wore no armor, not even clothing, just loose combat pants, moving freely, his true power not just in his body.
He could replicate his punches in his energy aura.
Forty fists rained down like a storm on the amphibious beasts.
Every strike crushed them, flung them away, turned them into shreds.
He wasn't fighting… he was crushing.
And above all this chaos, the King of Vardisia stood, finally rising from his throne.
He began to observe the scene… then—!
He laughed.
He laughed loudly, a mad laugh.
The royal soldiers approached now, the leaders attacked and crushing, Valeras controlled the jaws…
Why was he laughing?