In the silvery-white tower,
the suspended, swollen giant opened his eyes and, in the blink of an eye, transformed the Evil Spirits within a hundred miles into crimson powder.
This powder then flew toward his body on its own, merging into his pale skin that emitted a bloody glow.
Upon witnessing this scene, the Sons of the Evil God all slowed their pace.
However, the Evil Spirits from all directions in the Dark Void, driven by the will of the Mother Goddess and devoid of emotion, continued to charge forward.
Soon, the Sons of the Evil God watched incredulously as wave after wave crashed forward,
only to be turned into crimson powder without any effect, becoming nourishment for the suspended, swollen giant.
"This isn't having any diminishing effect!"
Fear caused the body of the Evil God's Seventh Son, hidden in the darkness, to tremble slightly:
"What kind of monster is this, and how can it so effortlessly consume Evil Spirits as food!"
