Chaos Void, endless blood-colored light and Dark Red Glow spread like two enormous, indescribable ghastly maws, slowly devouring the Rabio World that was torn in half.
Jack Clark, with a true body towering over two hundred thousand meters tall, like a divine mountain propping up the skies, held a War Halberd, his body aglow with resplendent blood light as he stood at the edge of the rupture.
Surrounding him, black dust swirled across the sky, exuding infinite despair and withering.
This dust was the true essence of the Abyssal Great Demons that had exploded, their will to live ground into oblivion by the Death Grindstone, covering tens of thousands of kilometers.
From afar, it resembled a silent kingdom of only drifting ashes, making Jack Clark, clad in his ferocious blood-colored battle armor, immensely terrifying.
Looking at the continuous consolidation of white energy around him, Jack Clark couldn't help but feel emotional: "This plane war, it ended so quickly."
