Langu, the God of Creation, stared in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief as he roared.

“Caeloros, what are you doing?”

“What can you possibly do now?” Dalson snapped. “It’s about to devour us. Get out of the way!”

As he spoke, Dalson grabbed Langu and hurled him directly toward the incoming black-and-gold aura.

While being thrown through the void, Langu shouted in fury and panic.

“Dalson, you green-haired bastard… ah!”

His scream echoed through the void before he was instantly swallowed by the overwhelming black-and-gold energy.