Chapitre 279: The Four Devilish Children

The dour roared out loudly, its entire body brimming with an impossible physical strength that caused space to quiver madly with every single movement.

Clenching its hands into a fist, space exploded beneath its grasp as it constricted the epitome of ruinous strength in those palms and unleashed it upward.

Yet when that single finger emerged, everything went deadly silent. It was like something that should never be. The finger of the ancient fingers.

Beneath that finger, all existence was unworthy. The devil was so small I'm in front of the ginormous golden finger, it was like an ant trying to defy the heaven.

When both attack, it was like the entire world would be bent to the attack, as Space visibly shattered like glass in front of Zera's eyes.