After a moment, Waitara Path—now partially restored to physical form—slowly raised his solidified hands and burst into wild laughter.

“No matter what you are—a monster or some so-called main god—you die today.”

As his voice fell, his black-and-gold fist clenched tightly and shot forward. Thunder roared through the void as a massive punch, wrapped in purple-black lightning, tore toward the light barrier formed by Xainte.

Facing the attack, Xainte immediately raised both palms. Two streams of sacred light surged outward, reinforcing the barrier as it met the incoming strike.

Boom!

The collision erupted into a devastating explosion.

The shockwave rippled outward, sweeping across the forty-nine heavens like countless nuclear detonations going off at once. Entire worlds trembled. Zymurgy below—and the surrounding realms—were violently shaken.