Above the ruins of the Azure Sky Fortress, that ghastly green pillar of Evil Energy stubbornly pierced the clouds.
Baroque's massive body hovered in midair. Spreading his arms wide, he reveled in his newfound power and let out a deafening burst of maniacal laughter. Below, an army of two hundred thousand Demons roared in response. The wicked soundwaves nearly tore the sky apart. Inside the cross-realm passage, even more Demons were still packed like sardines, desperately shoving their way out.
Inside the bridge of the Ten Thousand Miles of Sunshine.
Allen sat in the command chair, watching Baroque's unbridled display.
"Too much nonsense," Allen said. "Jarvis, fire the main cannon of the Celestial Throne. Dongfeng position, ten-round volley."
Ten thousand meters in the air.
