Shock and awe rippled through the minds of every super powerhouse fighting in the highest skies as they felt it—the soul aura and life force of the True Depravita of Sloth vanished.
Silence reigned for a heartbeat.
Then, slowly, smiles broke across the faces of the forces of the Scarlet Kingdom. They did not dare to lose their focus, but they could not stop their hearts from pounding faster, harder, as the truth sank in. Azazel was gone. Truly gone. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, the idea of peace seemed to be finally within their reach.
On the other side, however, the ArchDeities of the Imperium of Time trembled. Horror crept into their eyes, dread darkening their faces. They knew the nature of the Scarlet King. He was not forgiving, not merciful. If Azazel had fallen, then their future had already been written in blood. They were doomed.
But none reacted more violently than Legion.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
