The two blades - one shrouded in pure destruction, the other glowing with red flashes that melted into boiling blood - advanced in a final, fatal collision.
The hatred of ages pulsed in every strand of energy that escaped the cuts, tearing apart the very essence of the demonic world. It wasn't just a confrontation. It was the denial of each other's existence. A scream of pure destruction. This was the clash of two Demon Queens' Ultimate Techniques.
The ground beneath their feet didn't just crack, it had been torn like old cloth, exposing an abyss of absolute emptiness.
The pillars of the demonic coliseum, erected with the blood of demons, began to crumble in silence. Some crumbled to dust before touching the ground. Others shattered with sharp cracks, while panicked screams echoed from the stands. Colossal rocks shatter, fragmenting before they even fall.
The sky seemed about to collapse.
And then... something appeared...
