"Suppress!"
Since ancient times, power of the Universe surged from every direction.
The wizard form bore the cosmos on its back, otherworldly, set apart from all things.
Held down by the Hand of the Universe, the momentum of the Lord of Disaster weakened considerably, yet the burning of its own Strength was so immense that the Pure White Primordial Soul resembled a lone candle battered by wind, layers peeling away.
Levi activated the Bloodbath Effect, once more burning spiritual force. The ascension of sixteen thousand spiritual force, now surging past two hundred seventy thousand, shone brighter than the Great Sun, more dazzling than Emmon.
The spiritual origin burned swiftly.
Levi paid it no heed; yet another Hand of the Universe materialized before him.
The two tremendous hands, able to overturn rain and cloud, locked the Lord of Disaster in a death grip. Levi finally regained the advantage; with the source restored there might be hope—even if defeated, Nora would be lost.
