With a powerful shockwave, finally the black vortex devouring power reached its limit.
CRAAAAAACK—!
Thin fractures of light raced across its surface, spreading faster than the abyssal energy could devour them. The vortex twisted, buckled, and—
BOOOOOOM—!! It shattered.
The sky cleared. The battlefield calmed down.
Apollo and Commander Sword's remaining power crackled the air.
The abyssal leader staggered back half a step, armour crawling with fresh, jagged cracks. His enraged snarl twisted further as he stared at the two swordsmen.
"You insects… deserve to be devoured."
He didn't expect Apollo's and the commander's combined strength would be able to overpower him.
"Die! Die!!!"
His aura seemed to get out of control, and a powerful, devouring aura filled with life-sucking power seemed to erupt through the battlefield.
