The moment Lyan appeared, an extremely short staff materialized in his hand.
With a slight thrust, the staff shot forward like a cannonball, golden light blazing from its tip.
Within that radiance, countless stars seemed to be extinguished while innumerable living beings vanished into nothingness.
It was unmistakably the aura of the Law of Destruction.
Black and white intertwined around the staff, carrying an unimaginably terrifying aura of life and death.
The power was formless and ever-changing.
When black reached its absolute limit, it transformed into white.
When white reached its absolute limit, it returned to black.
Within that cycle, even the embryonic form of the Law of Life and Death could faintly be perceived.
The instant Lyan threw the staff, it accelerated to a speed hundreds—perhaps thousands—of times faster than Hevin's.
The tip struck Hevin squarely in the back.
"Pfft!"
Agonizing pain erupted through Hevin's body.
