Arkorg coughed up blood, and then he laughed. "Max Voidwalker."
His crimson eyes burned with madness. "You wanted to see how strong a Supernova really is?"
The entire arena trembled. "Then watch closely."
The Devil Sovereign phantom opened its hands, and an enormous black-red sphere started forming between them.
At first it was only a few meters wide, then dozens, and then hundreds. The energy packed inside became so dense that the surrounding space began to crack.
Arkorg's body kept breaking down under the strain, but he didn't stop.
This was his strongest attack, his final card, and his forbidden means, and he was pouring everything he had into one strike.
The sphere grew so dense that the surrounding space could no longer hold together. Cracks spread through the air around it like broken glass, and waves of crimson energy rolled across the arena with enough force to tear chunks of stone out of the ground.
