Jacob's hollow eye sockets burned brighter as the golden-white flames within them quietly expanded as the world before him instantly transformed under the Judgment Gaze.
The chaotic battlefield disappeared, and what remained was an endless ocean of colors.
Every Law possessed its own spectrum; the Myth of Inferno's scarlet authority burned like countless crimson streams woven with blazing gold. Myth of Thunder's power crackled as azure currents mixed with violent violet particles.
The Myth of Dark Blaze's infernal flames resembled an endless black sea filled with tiny silver specks. The Myth of Venom's domain flowed as emerald rivers, carrying dense, poisonous yellow grains.
The Myth of Alchemy appeared as countless metallic constellations revolving in perfect geometric order, and even the Death Authority of the fifteen Dukes was no longer merely gray.
