The abyss expanded ever larger, like a colossal beast finally breaking free of the shackles of space.
Its enormous and terrifying body, along with its gaping maw, was torn out of the white expanse.
It opened the dangerous abyss towards Zeus and took a deep breath.
Under this extreme pull and tearing force, Zeus's already withered and fragile body...
In an instant, it seemed to shatter and burst into pieces, echoing wildly in the high sky.
The shriveled body was suddenly torn apart, and the bones were broken and crushed under the twisting force of gravity.
They disintegrated into countless chaotic fragments, swept into this pale expanse, and quickly vanished.
From bottom to top, Zeus's body is like dried paper, completely covered and torn by white.
Only Zeus's ferocious and crazed expression of terror remained on his face, reflecting his ultimate fear.
However, even after the white hole swallowed Zeus, this pale beast showed no signs of stopping.
The magnificent and distorted space continued to expand, rapidly engulfing everything around it.
Even the Meteor General's dark, steel-like body that shot into the sky appeared extremely fragile.
Its massive shell was twisted and torn apart, turning into thin steel bars or iron filings that fell into the paleness.
Meanwhile, the sky, the earth, and even the surrounding towering arena continued to crumble.
The sky shattered again, and invisible, illusory fragments swirled and churned in the air.
Along with the cracked soil on the ground and countless severed tree trunks, they were all swept into the white center.
The spreading white light continued to extend.
Countless spectators sat frozen in their seats, staring blankly as the surging light rapidly spread across their vision.
The pale abyss seemed to pierce through the solid, invisible barrier, drawing them in as well.
A state of stagnation descended, and no sound could be uttered.
This ferocious beast has shattered all boundaries of the world.
It tore apart the earth and sky, nothingness and matter, and swallowed up all living beings on this battlefield.
Silence pervaded the white light, and only enduring tranquility froze everything completely.
...
Grand Duke Barlow sat comfortably in a chaise longue, his gaze passing through the heavy curtains stacked on either side.
Through the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows, one can gaze at the dark castle that rises from the ground and begins to crumble outside.
His cloudy eyes appeared unusually calm.
A white light swept in from afar, abruptly entering his field of vision.
These richly textured, dark castles crumbled under the tearing light, turning into fine dust that gradually vanished.
Grand Duke Barlow's pupils were also filled with white light.
He calmly watched the approaching pallor and murmured to himself:
"it's over."
He calmly raised his hand, gently placed the exquisitely patterned porcelain cup to his lips, and took a sip of tea.
Sensing the dissipation of the Meteor General's power, Grand Duke Balo extended his other hand.
As he stared at the steel giant-like ghost that vaguely appeared in the center of his palm, it suddenly shattered, turning into a ghostly green ghost weapon that dissipated in the room.
He put down his teacup again and chuckled.
"They actually made this old man act along with them."
"Really..."
Before the words were finished, a terrifying, dense white light suddenly engulfed the vast Barlow County.
Grand Duke Barlow himself was also drawn into it. His weathered voice gradually became faint.
But soon, the white light that had spread for thousands of miles quickly faded away.
The dim candlelight flickered and illuminated the surroundings, and the Duke of Barlow's environment was once again shrouded in gloom.
He was unharmed, and even his residence was undamaged.
The Grand Duke remained leisurely seated in front of the French windows, gently rocking his recliner.
Only outside the mansion, the ancient cities that once occupied the land of the Kingdom of Kant collapsed, revealing the original appearance of the kingdom's cities.
His gaze followed the rapidly receding darkness through the window, watching the flowerbeds outside the mansion thrive in the sunlight.
Butterflies emerge from their pupae and flutter above the flowers, creating a joyful scene.
The bright sunlight shone through the wisps of clouds, casting long-awaited brilliance onto the cobblestone paths of the mansion.
The light also streamed through the large French windows, illuminating the leisurely figure of Archduke Barlow.
His eyes reflected a clear, shimmering light, and feeling the warmth emanating from his body, he couldn't help but sigh:
"After destruction comes rebirth."
...
After the dazzling pale light faded, countless spectators cautiously opened their eyes.
They examined their bodies and found them completely unharmed.
Seeing that the surrounding audience was also safe and sound, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and surprise.
How could they have escaped unscathed from such a fierce attack?
But when they looked down at their feet, their smiles froze on their faces, and panic quickly filled their hearts.
The once enormous arena of gods has completely disappeared, reduced to razed ground.
The stone steps and seats beneath them, which served as the audience seating, had all disappeared.
However, for some reason they remained seated and could clearly feel the sensation of a chair beneath them.
Are they sitting in the sky? In these transparent seats?
What exactly happened?
However, now, no one cares about their current situation.
Even the audience couldn't help but turn their attention to what was in front of them.
At this moment, the sky is clear and the clouds are pure white.
The long-lost azure sky reappeared overhead, and the original arena site was now covered with countless vibrant flowers and plants.
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