Bab 1221: Death [3]

Just like every other true show of power, there was no magisterial effect accompanying the command.

With Damien's single word, the foreign material executed his command.

At that moment, if one could view Al'Katra's full form from the Abyss, they'd witness a horrifyingly beautiful sight.

Quintillions of existences.

They formed a mosaic along the surface that even the dark clouds in the atmosphere couldn't hide.

Yet, at this moment, that mosaic merged into a sea of blackness.

Every Lesser Nox on the surface of the planet, a majority of the Nox's power, dropped to the ground without resistance.

Their bodies turned into ink that flowed and filled the desolate earth of Al'Katra with oceans of blood, and despite the merging ability that made the denizens of the universe infinitely wary, these Nox did not reform after dying.

Just like that.