A sun.
A dark sun formed from compressed black water.
It hovered silently in midair, vast yet contained, its surface rippling like an endless abyssal ocean forced into spherical shape.
No heat radiated from it.
No light illuminated the field.
Yet the moment it manifested, despair appeared on both Caelum's face and the old military man's face simultaneously.
"Defend!"
The old man tried to shout.
Both he and Caelum moved to react. Power surged.
But they could not move.
Their bodies locked in place as if the space around them had turned into sealed glass.
Their defenses had not even fully formed when the black water sun pulsed once.
Just a single ripple.
The next instant, both Rank Four superpowers were thrown away like discarded rags.
Their figures blasted across the sky, tearing through layers of airspace before crashing into a distant area.
Boom!
