Dimensional Descent

Aina was finally blown back, unable to withstand the carnage. Up above, Nana seemed to have finally lost her battle. The portal had slipped away into a sliver and was moments from closing. At the same time, Drake tried his best to support James, Joel, and the others, but the tide of enemies was too large. It was even to the point that most of the powerhouses were directly ignoring them, lazily allowing their subordinates to take aim.

There were a lot of sayings for what one would experience when the end of their lives came. But there were a lot fewer when it was about the end of the world.

There might have been a song or two, but nothing as profound or daunting as the real thing. There was nothing as beautiful as seeing one's life in a final spurt of consciousness, there was just nothing but endless suffering and pain.

It was hard to tell what these people even wanted. Sure, maybe the Primordial Terror truly wanted to see the end of everything. As the true Beast of Destruction, that was all it wanted. But what about everyone else?

The irony was that most of them were just selfishly pining after their own desires.

The Four Great Families had just wanted to survive. They did it at the cost of betraying their own Race.

Evergreen was the truest devout follower of nature and the course of it. In her eyes, death and destruction could only give way to life. That was the way things had always been, and that was the way it would always be. The actions of the Gods to try to extend their lives beyond reason had always disgusted her.

The God Beasts wanted a return to their former glory and power… they had been knocked down from their pedestal, so how dare anyone else have the right to rise above them…

Some only wanted short-term gain… some only wanted revenge… some were chasing after something much larger at the expense of everyone else.

But regardless of what it was, the reality was laid out before them all. There was no fighting against this.

They were too weak.

several mouthfuls of blood so scarlet it hurt to look at. She rolled across the ground and felt as though every bone in her body had just shattered. And yet, she

find a way. Was she truly

a long time ago. Back then, he admitted that she was more powerful than

would beat you ten out of ten

part of what attracted her to Leonel, part of what made him the

the confidence to face off

ground, barely able to hold onto the Heirloom of the family she despised the most in one hand, and only able to

last bit of her energy to look at her finger. She raised her hand into

at the wedding band. Even with the sharp rays of the

you really do

husband. But even then, right now, she felt like

a shame. She had really wanted to see their house

stand. Her wounds had already more than 50% healed. Ancient God or not, the

was when she was using her battle ax to stand once more that a voice

"[Instant Recovery]."

for her to feel very happy. It didn't seem to change much at all. But at the very least, she could

that was what she thought until the voice

who had been ice-cold these last few hours,