Even the mere aftershocks, they dared not to experience, let alone approach.
Following a loud explosion, a fifty-kilometer radius fell into absolute silence. There were no sounds, no signs of life. Even the dust seemed to have vanished.
Infinides stood nonchalantly, a cane held in his hand. And there, Decanus, his face was somewhat ashen, his hand that held the long sword was slightly trembling.
This strike didn't determine a winner, yet it was clear to see who was slightly more formidable.
Decanus was merely putting up a tough front. All for the so-called pride of the celestials, just for the sake of their dignity.
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