บท 271: Chapter 271: The War Begins (part 1)

In a final act of defiance, Zelroth raised his head, his gaze meeting Ghorm's one last time. "You may have won, but this world will know no peace."

Ghorm, despite the chaos and destruction around him, remained resolute. He gazed down at Zelroth, his expression unwavering.

"That's not of my concern," Ghorm replied, his voice carrying a weight of finality.

With that declaration, Ghorm raised his fist high, channeling the very essence of the earth element. The ground beneath him trembled in response, and with a mighty swing, he brought his colossal fist down upon Zelroth's form.

The impact was cataclysmic. The earth itself seemed to roar in approval as Ghorm's fist met its target. Zelroth, once a fearsome demon captain, was reduced to nothingness in that moment. His fiery essence was extinguished, his physical form shattered, and all that remained of him was a fading memory of malevolence.