Gaedashiram's Wrath.
The Demon's Whisper.
The Imperial Dragon's Roar.
The three nation-grade warships unleashed another deafening barrage—three more Forbidden Curse shots fired in unison.
Beams of annihilation tore through the night sky, ripped open the gateway to the stars, and shredded the bodies of the Heaven Demons.
The full might of both Infinite Dimensions and the real world converged in that moment. Heaven and earth fell silent. The void trembled.
No Heaven Demon, no matter the tier, could survive such devastation. It was a power meant to end worlds.
Everyone stared at the Abyss above. The horrifying roar echoed nonstop. Even with shield barriers fully deployed, the ground kept shaking.
It was terrifying beyond imagination.
Orson's fingers trembled uncontrollably, blood vessels bursting in his eyes.
He had done it.
