The white light of the Heart of Pure Light poured out like molten silver, flowing across the entire seal and purifying it completely—stabilizing it.
Deep within the ruins, that suffocating aura of darkness receded like an ebbing tide, rapidly dispersing. The lingering dark energy in the air melted like snow beneath the Heart of Pure Light's radiance. The remaining dark monsters in the Echoing Hall and along the spiral staircase, having lost the support of their source power, let out their final wails before dissolving into black smoke and vanishing.
The violent shaking stopped.
The world seemed to return to calm, leaving only the gentle white glow of the Heart of Pure Light… and the three of them breathing a little heavily.
"W-We… succeeded…" the Kmaal Guardian said, leaning on his wooden staff. His body swayed slightly, yet his face held a weary but relieved smile. "The ancient seal… has been repaired… the abyss's projection… has been suppressed once more…"
Doctor Strange also let out a breath, dispelled the magic maintaining the array, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Saitama. "We have you to thank, Saitama. That punch… was perfectly timed."
Saitama shook out his hand, looked at the ground that had been completely sealed, and nodded. "Oh. Good—then it's done." He walked to Kmaal's side and took back the Heart of Pure Light. "Do you still need this?"
"The crisis is temporarily resolved. The Heart of Pure Light can—" Kmaal began to answer—
But then, a sudden change struck!
KRAKABOOOOOM—!!!!
A bolt of lightning—so enormous it was impossible to describe—made of pure darkness tore through the rock above the ruins with no warning at all! Solid stone was as fragile as paper before it, instantly pierced and vaporized!
That black lightning didn't come from the outside sky. It was as if it had been struck down directly from another dimension! Carrying a force that could destroy everything, it landed with terrifying precision on the dome of the Echoing Hall—right above the newly completed seal!
The entire ruin trembled again.
Far more violently than before.
Rubble fell like rain!
"Watch out!" Doctor Strange and Kmaal raised shields at the same time.
Where the black lightning struck, space itself was forcibly ripped open into a massive breach, its edges dripping with black lightning plasma. Inside the breach was not emptiness, but roiling, boiling, pure darkness.
A figure slowly stepped out of that dark tear.
He set foot on the Echoing Hall's floor without a sound. He wore heavy armor that looked as if it had been woven from solidified shadow, with dark-red patterns flowing over it like molten lava. He didn't wear a helmet, revealing a pale, handsome face that held no human emotion at all. His eyes were pure golden slit pupils, cold as a reptile's gaze.
And the darkness he carried…
Was more terrifying, more pure, than the abyss emissary—more horrifying than all the dark monsters in the ruins combined. It spread outward from him like a tidal wave of tangible substance!
The white glow from the Heart of Pure Light was actually suppressed, reduced to illuminating only a few meters around them.
His golden slit pupils swept over the sealed ground, then slowly lifted—his gaze like an icy blade, finally locking onto Saitama.
"My name is Nazalor, vanguard of the Abyssal Maw," he said in a low, hoarse voice that sounded like metal grinding together. Every syllable seemed to carry endless malice. "Wretched insects… you dare ruin my lord's plan… and seal my lord's projection…"
(End of Chapter)
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