บท 635: The Destruction, and Creation.

The bright light looked like a massive sun that had just exploded. The heat wave spread across the space and scorched the weakest demons till nothing was left of them. The Gods and Goddesses protected the weaker gods, and defended them against the flames.

Anti-Social waved his palm, and cut through the flames like his palm was a sharp blade. The heat started slowly dispersing, and everyone saw that half of the spaceships were gone, just like that. They turned to the scene of the battle, and only one was left standing...

''Huuuu...'' Beelzebub drew a long breath, and held his burnt arm. His right arm, which he used to punch, was severely burnt, and there was a lengthy sword cut on his right shoulder, gushing with crimson blood!