For a long time, no one spoke. Their minds seemed to be frozen, sluggish from shock. Only a flaming white and gold sphere remained in sight. White had taken over, making the sun even more dazzling and terrifying. Even after the spears had been retracted, it was still mighty and majestic. How did it feel for a deific-class world to be overwhelmed by a heliacal-class world?

"Skywolf Blaze.…" They stiffly turned their heads, looking at a distant corner. The once glorious world now resembled a withered flower, its devastation far worse than Skywolf Frost’s. All that was left was the empty shell of a fusion formation. No stone or sand remained....