The mysterious woman did not speak a single word. Her cold eyes merely surveyed the immense army arrayed before her, closing slowly as if gathering strength or perhaps dismissing them entirely.
In the next instant, her body shattered, exploding outward into an unimaginably colossal sea of blood, instantly flooding the skies as far as even the eyes of the mighty Prima Deities could perceive.
This ocean of blood surged forward, filled with a violent and primordial power that seemed capable of annihilating not merely bodies or souls—but the very foundations of reality itself.
Cain's fists clenched involuntarily as the crimson ocean surged toward them, feeling an unbearable pressure descend upon him. It felt as if the fabric of existence itself was being torn apart, as though he stood directly in the path of an unstoppable cosmic torrent capable of sundering the Laws themselves.
