One towering peak after another was obliterated in an instant, reduced to dust.
Within the blast radius, the Wind Disaster Stratum in the heavens and earth formed a vacuum zone stretching dozens of miles.
A massive breach appeared in Nora's crystal wall, slowly knitting itself back together.
At the breach.
A blue-haired figure, visible only to those with extraordinary sight, quietly observed what lay below.
It was Lucy.
She had been here for a long time.
Yet neither the Amethyst Race nor Levi had noticed her presence even now.
"Not a bad punch—it carries the essence of Roger's old **Platinum Fist**."
Lucy's form faded. She knew the battle was over.
Sometimes, even an overwhelmingly powerful foe requires nothing more than a single serious punch.
The Wind Disaster surged back into the vacuum zone, and the world returned to its prior state.
But there was no restoring the vast crater on the God-forsaken Continent—deep, radiating outward nearly a hundred miles.
