Chương 372: Follower Wakes Up, Stopping Aphex

Aphex floated above the glowing crater, his laughter booming across the barren wasteland left behind by Moonlit Obliteration.

"Alright, time to die," he declared, his voice full of triumph and disdain.

The devastation he'd unleashed had reduced everything within a kilometer radius to nothingness.

Stark's annihilation seemed absolute.

The Chosen One was dead—his body obliterated—and Aphex's victory appeared certain.

He descended slowly, preparing to confirm Stark's death and possibly kill him again if he revived, his mind racing with the possibilities of what awaited him after this victory.

He knew that Stark had the ability to revive himself; he'd seen it firsthand before.

But this time, it felt different. This time, he was sure Stark had no way out of this as Aphex would be waiting for him.

The moon apostle sneered.

"Idiots," he muttered to himself, thinking of his fallen comrades.