The blade fell swiftly, meeting no resistance.
The Demon Dragon King fell.
The Elf King's avatar fell.
Bodies shattered and cracked, the terrifying energy dispersed, sweeping around and shattering the surrounding earth and mountains, turning everything into ruins.
Steel ruins.
This scene resembled the end of the world.
Within the Mechanical Abyss, blood-red rain began to fall, the atmosphere was heavy, and even the Mechanical Sea mourned the fall of the Demon Dragon King and the Elf King's avatar.
"Lord!"
"Lord Elf King!"
From a distance, some Mecha creatures who survived the battle, terrified to be caught in its crossfire, wore expressions of unimaginable panic, fear, and despair.
Their bodies were completely stiff, their faces blank, their minds empty.
To them, this scene was no less than the sky falling.
It was terrifying.
After all, the ones killed were no ordinary foes!
But were Demon Kings!
