บท 1844: The White Pillar.

Quantix Prime's stunned eyes were affixed on what used to be his old friend, his guardian, and the symbol of his empire.

Vibra, Krell, Timeon, Dankin, and the rest of the troops stopped whatever they were doing, their expressions were of utter horror and disbelief after witnessing the fall of the quantum realm's god.

Alas, life wasn't a musical play...

The dark creatures didn't give them a single moment to process their emotions as they continued their aggressive assault.

Only this time, it seemed to work much better as with the death of the Quantaar, everyone lost the vibrational barriers on them.

"Arghhh!"..."SQUAD 87 NEEDS BACK UP!"..."WE ARE BEING OVERWHELMED!"...

A symphony of cries and shouts filled the battlefield as everyone seemed to be struggling to survive against the infinite numbers of the dark army.