Dark energy surged into existence.
A corrupt blast, blacker than void itself, formed in mid-air.
It wasn't just mana.
It wasn't just power.
It felt like something that erased reality.
The air warped.
The ground trembled.
Even the lava beneath them rippled violently.
Then—
Primus snapped his fingers.
Instantly, the dark blast shot upward.
FWOOM!!
It moved at an insane speed, slicing through the sky like a living curse.
Several divine beasts reacted, panicking.
They tried to flee.
They tried to dodge.
But it didn't matter.
The blast followed them.
Like it had a mind of its own.
Like it was hunting them.
One beast twisted mid-air—
trying to escape—
but the corrupt energy passed through it.
Instantly…
its body vanished.
No scream.
No blood.
No corpse.
Just erased.
Another beast tried to dive downward—
but the blast curved unnaturally.
It caught up.
And in a single instant—
it vanished too.
One after another.
