Chapter 182 : Everything Collapses! !
Everything around was collapsing, and the air had become unbearably hot, as though reality itself was moments away from shattering under the weight of the raw, overwhelming energy. The environment churned in chaos, the very fabric of space trembling like the prologue to an apocalypse.
The merciless sea boiled in fury, waves erupting into the sky like celestial tsunamis. The ground convulsed beneath them, mimicking seismic tremors, while chunks of earth rose skyward under the relentless assault of colliding forces, as if propelled by cosmic shockwaves.
Gravel scattered as if torn from gravity itself, spinning into the sky like meteor fragments. No silence remained—only the roar of a world being ripped apart.
The trees bent violently, groaning under the storm of energy before being instantly obliterated. They were reduced to dust and debris within a heartbeat, no trace of their former majesty left behind.
"Want to sneak up on me with that childish attack?"
Finn, eyes shimmering with a sorrow-laced fury, shook his head. "I thought too highly of you. Now, go to hell."
As the words left his lips, his body became engulfed in an aura of invincible sword energy. This was the might of the Sword of the Vishanti—an artifact bestowed by the cosmic trio known for their omnipotent magical power. With the weapon in his grasp, Finn launched himself toward his enemy, his posture flawless, his form radiating the presence of a divine swordmaster.
"Ahem... You want me dead? Your arrogance will be your undoing!"
The demon leader, though wracked with pain, refused to surrender. Surrendering meant annihilation for the entire demon faction, and as their leader, he couldn't let that happen.
He roared, and in a pulse of dark magic, his form twisted and shifted. Horns curled viciously from his skull, and his flesh shimmered with a black-gold sheen. He had become more than a monster—this was his true demonic form, a beast forged in the depths of the Hell Realms, reminiscent of the corrupted entities Mephisto himself might command.
"Still confident in your strength?"