Vlad's power surged, his aura expanding outward as the Law of Space ignited in response to his will. Without hesitation, he hurled all six god-weapons directly into the fabric of space itself. The weapons vanished—not thrown, not dropped, but embedded into reality like anchors driven into existence.
Instantly, the space surrounding the wall to the Sixth Level trembled violently.
A fraction of a second later, space ruptured.
Blades erupted from every direction, emerging from invisible fractures in reality. Swords tore through the air in perfect synchronization, dismembering charging Gods mid-stride or killing them outright before they could even scream. Divine bodies were sliced apart, severed limbs scattering as golden blood sprayed across the collapsing battlefield. Halos shattered, cores split, and souls were erased before they could flee.
It was not a battle.
It was extermination.
