With thunderous explosions, the spears blasted the ground, shook the sky and destroyed all the fragments.
Just a moment later, there were no traces of Aion left in the world.
A soft white shield blocked the spears from reaching Varian.
The crazy scientist, the lead researcher of Origin was dead and dusted!
If not for needing help from Eon, Varian would've laughed too.
"Damn it! Fricking damn it!" Even though Eon realized they're just a projection, he couldn't stop the fury coursing through his veins.
'Why? Why? Why did my brother have to die?'
Eyes red and legs shaky, he was about to blast the Chieftain with everything he could muster.
But pure rage, even if righteous, wasn't enough to ignore his catastrophic injuries.
With an explosive sound, the Chieftain's staff punched a hole through Eon's chest.
The space in his chest kept exploding, trying to blast him to pieces.
