BOOM!
With a deafening roar, like the guttural whisper of some ancient demon, a blast of hellish fire exploded behind Diamond Golem Thalrun, shaking the heavens with its fury.
The force was insane—like a nuclear bomb going off.
A tsunami of raw destruction tore through the landscape, the earth itself trembling under the assault. In an instant, a massive crater nearly ten thousand feet wide was blasted into the ground!
At the center of that smoking pit, Thalrun was down on one knee, his diamond body trembling. His back was scorched black, and worse—his entire form was riddled with countless cracks, spiderwebbing across his once-impervious surface in a way that was both terrifying and grotesque.
"Malphas...!" Thalrun growled through gritted teeth, lifting his head.
Not far away, standing atop the highest level of the manufacturing plant, a massive, monstrous figure loomed—an Efreet Sultan, his eyes gleaming with cruel amusement.
It was none other than the Infernal Lord Malphas.
