My Wife is a Dead Villainess, and I'm Her Living Weapon

The Sun was, for the most part, a gigantic nuclear reactor in the sky.

And while many knew of it, few cared how it worked. Even the mighty nukes that Earth was so proud of were nothing in the face of a sun.

A red wave of energy traveled across the sky. As if Bianca had torn open a volcano in the sky, bright lava-like plasma flowed westward over Crestfall City. A dull sonic boom reverberated as the solar flare crossed the heavens.

"They made a freaking sun? That was a solar flare, right?"

"Using what looked like a gun battery, Bianca Valestra shot a lance of fire to the west!"

"I know, right? For real, if I didn’t see it myself, I’d say people were tripping..."

"Although it shouldn’t be possible, it seems they used mana to bend physics—that is why..."

Everyone had their own opinions; the humans tried to make sense of what they saw. They wouldn’t be able to deal with their fear otherwise. People fear what they don’t understand—and Elian’s faction had just become the stuff of nightmares.

Bianca’s return—and her new weapon—was the checkmate.

Elian gazed at the humans; specifically, he noted the faces of the breakers. Max and Tessa, for all their strength, paled as they looked up. Countless others collapsed to the ground in disbelief.

"Good. Witness all this and know we have already surpassed you," Elian murmured.