Chapter 1868: Rise, Primarch of Conquest… Leviathan
The spear fell with the power to sunder reality itself.
The Prima Deities in the Endlessdeath Continent watched in awe as it twisted the sky around it, warping the atmosphere as if it were made of paper. The colossal weapon screamed downward, filled with the full power of the Lord of the Void.
And yet—just as it was about to strike Cain—it froze.
There was no explosion. No impact. No eruption of force.
The spear simply stopped.
Divine Calamity’s eyes widened in disbelief. There stood Cain, perfectly still, right in front of the weapon with his left hand extended. He hadn’t summoned a shield. He hadn’t cast any spell. He didn’t evade or brace for impact. He simply touched the spear with his middle and index fingers.
And all the terrifying power it held vanished in an instant.
Cain smiled as the golden light in his eyes flared brighter than a supernova. The chaotic energy inside the spear meant to shatter worlds flowed into his body, but thanks to the divine durability of his Primordial Mazinger Indestructible Body, he withstood it. Not only that—he absorbed it. He guided the destructive energy toward his core, transmuting it into pure, radiant force.
Then he raised his right hand.
"Bang."
He whispered the word like a commandment before opening his palm and releasing all the converted energy in one concentrated beam.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!"