Burning all his vitality, the greenskin king exuded a purple aura of such radiance that he seemed almost to turn into a sun himself. Purple clouds gathered in the sky and surrounded the king as he released his most devastating blow.

The will of the world imbued the king's axe as a purple pillar of light arose out of the king's body.

A small world appeared above the blade of the axe, a manifestation of the greenskin world itself. As the greenskin king's axe struck the ground, it felt as though the entire world was falling.

The battlefield shook and quaked as the full might of the world fell on one and all.

Sun Xiaowu was certain that this blow was stronger than the strongest blow the warlords at the top of the rankings could produce. Even they might succumb...