"Attack together! This time, we leave Owen no chance!"
As the three celestial gods under Loki reeled from their injuries, the ancient entities of the Forbidden Zone fixed their eyes on Owen.
Their killing intent coalesced, becoming so palpable it seemed to slice the air like a blade.
The massive, writhing body of the ancient entity from the Infinity Tower began to transform. From its grotesque flesh emerged a hand of alabaster perfection, carved like marble.
Atop this hand, a towering nine-tiered white spire radiated endless brilliance.
The intricate runes inscribed on the tower lit up, summoning phantom holy angels, which, under the infusion of its fleshly power, solidified and came to life.
These spectral beings, with razor-sharp feathered wings, launched themselves toward Owen, their flight creating hurricane-like gusts that blotted out the sky.