บท 1422: Against Rank 8s

A dangerous storm swept dozens and dozens of light years, destroying everything in their path. Like a layer of onion being peeled off, the very fabric of reality came under pressure.

For a moment, it seemed like the space-time field itself might break down. But a few seconds later, it still held strong.

As strong as the celestial rankers were, they were far from touching the the pillars that make up reality.

Miss Calamity, Duke Kriad and Corinthian continued their brawl, getting violent with each strike. Everything in their path be damned, the trio fought with increasing intensity, literally to death.

But they still noticed an area being blocked out of their perception. That area was also where Varian and Serenthia's subordinates were fighting.

"By the time we kill you, he'll join you." Corinthian made a line with his index finger.