Chapter 411: Chapter 347: Shattering the Realm
But a closer look revealed it was no blood moon.
They were two cold, sinister, Crimson pupils, like a serpent’s, radiating a bone-chilling, spectral light.
Before anyone could recover from their utter shock, a web of fine cracks rapidly spread across the dim sky.
Then, an immense face that blotted out the sky slowly emerged.
It was like a Giant from beyond this world, leaning down to force its way inside.
The pressure it exuded was as crushing as a mountain, suffocating and driving all to despair.
With every fraction it pressed down, the sky cracked like a fragile, overburdened mirror, innumerable fissures spreading from the contours of the face.
An accompanying CRACKLING sound rolled across the heavens like muffled thunder.
The sky was mercilessly stained by Karmic Fire from Purgatory, instantly transforming into a vast expanse of fiery, crimson clouds.
The fiery clouds churned madly across the horizon, a surging sea of flames.
Like snarling, clawing beasts of flame, they threatened to swallow all of creation in their endless inferno.
The searing light distorted the surrounding air, causing it to shimmer with an eerie undulation.
At almost the same moment,
a storm of lightning bolts, like silver serpents, flickered and darted wildly through the fiery clouds. The deafening peals of thunder shook heaven and earth.
Thick, brilliant bolts of lightning manifested from thin air, like chains radiating a terrifying aura.
They forcefully sealed the sky, attempting to block the appearance of the giant face.
But it was useless.
As the sky-blotting giant face slowly descended, its silhouette became ever clearer.
The chains of lightning encircling the giant face were wrenched by an immense power, snapping one by one with a world-shaking CRACK and bursting into blinding flashes of light.
Faced with such an utterly terrifying scene,
be they ordinary creatures or even Transcendents,
all of them collapsed weakly to their knees.
The overwhelming pressure made it nearly impossible to even think of resisting.
It was simply because the aura emanating from the face
was far too terrifying.
As for their thoughts,
the giant face paid them no mind.
Its two enormous, blood-moon-like serpent pupils swiveled,
quickly locking onto a location.
"Die!"
Then, a terrifying will filled with endless killing intent crashed down.
Like a greatsword, it precisely targeted the massive black city where the white light had landed moments before.
The next second,
an immense palm that blotted out the sky, carrying world-ending power, slammed down from above.
"How dare you!!"
An enraged roar suddenly thundered through the world!
The next instant,
strange black Runes manifested from the void, intertwining and weaving together.
In the blink of an eye, they formed a massive, ancient-looking black arm.
The arm’s muscles bulged, and the Runes on its surface flickered and flowed.
Upon appearing, it shot straight toward the sky, rushing at the palm that seemed capable of blotting out the heavens.
It was only slightly smaller than the giant palm descending from above.
Then, the two limbs, one large and one small,
collided with a deafening BOOM. At the point of impact, it seemed as if time itself had frozen.
In that instant, a world-ending force erupted from the point of impact, spreading madly outward in a ring.
A brilliant light, like the burst of a Supernova, erupted, so dazzling it made one’s eyes ache. It was followed by a deafening roar.
A greyish-black shockwave spread wildly outward from the point of impact.
The surrounding land, as if struck by a colossal hammer, instantly shattered, buckled, and flew into the air.
Massive fissures spread out in all directions. Earth and stone flew everywhere in their wake, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
However,
after all this,
the entire world suddenly trembled.
Then, a massive, distorted silver Rune lit up in the sky.
The moment the Rune appeared,
it unleashed an unparalleled power of sealing and repulsion. Under its might,
the giant face could only fade away resentfully, disappearing from the sky.
Soon, the sky returned to its original, dim appearance.
It was as if everything that had just occurred was nothing but a bizarre Nightmare.
Of course,
that was only if one ignored the devastated landscape revealed after the dust settled.
Where the massive black city had once stood, there was now only a field of ruins, upon which a shocking, giant, scorched-black palm print was imprinted.
Beneath the ruins,
an illusory white light burst like a bubble,
revealing a figure within, charred black and covered in extensive burns.
A faint scent of cooked meat wafted from the figure; it was clearly half-cooked.
Suddenly,
the figure, who should have been dead, twitched. Its tightly shut eyelids snapped open, revealing a single, bloodshot eye.
