"Null Requiem!" Noir's voice boomed as he hurled the miasma spear straight at Nox.
The faint black spear sliced through the air in an eerily silent manner—somehow more terrifying than any thunderous noise.
Nox desperately veered to the side, his wings straining. The spear narrowly missed him, streaking down into the city behind.
KA-BOOOM!!
The moment it struck the ground, a massive explosion of miasmic energy burst outward.
Half of the capital city shook violently as buildings, streets, and everything in its path disintegrated into dust.
A colossal plume of dark energy rose like a grotesque flower blooming in the heart of the capital.
When the darkness finally cleared, an entire district had been reduced to ruins—only a smoking crater remained.
Fear swept across the battlefield.
Even Noir's own demon soldiers gasped in shock at the sheer destruction unleashed by their prince.
"W-what kind of power is that?!" a soldier screamed, falling to his knees.
