Chapter 358: The Origin of Envy
"This?" Nirvana was completely stunned, looking over her shoulder at the shimmering pile of fractured brass dust that had once been her indestructible weapons.
"You dare take your eyes off me!!"
The commanding roar shattered her focus. She sharply turned her head back to Hitachi, only to see the young master of the Azul clan standing directly in front of her, her panicked gaze meeting the endless, spinning patterns of his fully awakened Celestial Eyes.
"This?!"
The world violently warped. Nirvana froze, moving her gaze around the unfamiliar, suffocating landscape in profound terror. The grand coliseum had vanished. She stared down at the sea of thick, viscous blood she was currently standing on, the metallic stench of a slaughtered world filling her nostrils.
"What is this horrific place?"
BOOOOM!!
The crimson sky fractured. One hundred towering phantom swords, forged from pure spiritual intent, materialized above her, and shot down with intense, inescapable speed to pierce her soul.
"NOO!!"
BOOOOM!
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Out on the physical Arena floor, the millions in the audience stared in absolute silence at Nirvana. She stood completely frozen in place, her posture rigid, her eyes completely lifeless and clouded over by a grey mist.