Silence reigned across the Rainbow Bridge.
For days, neither the warriors of the Life Path nor those of the Freedom Path uttered a single word. They focused solely on their breathing, the circulation of their energy, and the refinement of their spirit. Each ArchDeity and Overgod pushed body and soul to the absolute limit, knowing that even a single percent of additional strength could determine life or death in the battle to come.
Every heartbeat carried tension. Every breath was a countdown.
And then—on the very day Zarazel had declared—it happened.
"RUMBLE!"
The Rainbow Bridge shuddered, trembling like a living thing. The endless chasm beneath it—the death rift of dark plasma—boiled violently, waves of annihilation energy surging into the sky like volcanic geysers. At the bridge's center, reality itself began to twist.
