Tatsumaki knelt before the empty space where Allen had vanished, her green Telekinesis flickering wildly around her like an uncontrolled current, yet unable to capture any trace of his existence.
Her slender fingers dug deep into the shattered ground, knuckles white from the strain, her emerald eyes reflecting the empty void, tears silently streaming down, mixing with the dust on her face.
Bang quickly stepped forward, his aged hand resting on Tatsumaki's trembling shoulder, attempting to channel a gentle surge of energy to soothe her, but his own face was ashen, his eyes filled with an unprecedented shock and heaviness.
"Child, calm down..." His voice was hoarse; Bang couldn't even convince himself.
Black Sperm's countless clones had lost their usual playfulness; they surged frantically towards the spot where Allen had disappeared, gathering and dispersing, emitting chaotic, sharp, meaningless noises, as if countless consciousnesses were screaming and crying simultaneously.
"Master Allen!"
"Gone?"
"How could this be!"
"That look."
"Terrifying..."
"Should we run?"
"The King is gone."
Hellfire Flame's surrounding flames completely extinguished, leaving only wisps of smoke; he stood frozen in place, while Gale Wind's surrounding airflow completely stagnated, his face deathly pale.
Gums made uneasy, broken gurgling sounds, Pochy cowered low, his tail tucked tightly, emitting fearful whimpers, Ugly President's wide-open mouth clamped shut, a look of terror appearing on his face for the first time.
Psykos, observing all this remotely through Gyoro Gyoro, was also greatly impacted mentally; she felt a dizzying sensation from her main body in the Monster Association.
"Is this the power of a God? Humans really can't escape the fact of extinction," she murmured, her voice carrying a trembling note of despair.
Psykos's mind fluctuated violently, and Gyoro Gyoro's enormous pupils flickered in and out of the darkness.
The prophecy of God wiping out humanity and the scene of Allen being instantly erased intertwined and clashed wildly in her mind; she should have felt awe at God's might, trembled at the fulfillment of the prophecy, at God's early revival.
But a connection from the depths of her blood, a bias that had been forcibly twisted yet was now deeply rooted, made her feel more like suffocating panic and an indescribable sense of loss.
"No, it shouldn't be like this," she murmured, her voice echoing in the vast underground cavern, "Allen, is even your strength not enough to contend with God...?"
She abruptly cut off most of her perception of the battlefield, leaving only the most basic monitoring; she needed time to think, to re-evaluate everything—the deviation between prophecy and reality, Allen's "death," God's incomprehensible power of erasure, her formerly firm believer's heart, now cracked with a huge fissure.
The deathly silence on the battlefield did not last long.
On the moon, the withered figure still stood silently, its indifferent gaze seemingly piercing through space, falling upon the living beings below, as tiny as an ant colony.
There was no mockery in that gaze, no disdain, only an absolute, despair-inducing disregard, as if what had just been erased was merely an insignificant speck of dust.
And this disregard itself was the greatest terror.
"You bastard!!!"
A furious roar broke the stillness; Metal Bat's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, he slammed the remaining half of his bat onto the ground and pointed at the moon, roaring, "What did you do to Allen?! Give him back!!"
His roar was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, startling everyone who had fallen into immense shock and fear.
"Bat! Calm down!" Tanktop Master suppressed the horror in his heart and grabbed Metal Bat, who was about to charge out, "That thing isn't something we can deal with!"
"So what?! Are we just going to watch?!" Metal Bat roared, struggling, but Tanktop Master's immense strength held him firmly.
Genos's mechanical eyes whirred wildly, finally locking onto the figure on the moon; he raised his arms, and the cannon muzzles in his palms glowed with an overloaded, incandescent light: "Analysis impossible, target energy level immeasurable, protect Master, and avenge Senior Allen!"
The scorching High-Frequency Incineration Cannon fired with full force, a thick beam of energy tearing through the sky, heading straight for the moon!
However, that torrent of energy, powerful enough to melt through buildings, silently annihilated and dissipated when it approached the moon's orbit, as if it had hit an invisible wall, without even stirring a single ripple.
The figure on the moon hadn't even moved a fingertip.
"What?!" Genos watched in shock as his strongest attack vanished like a mud ox entering the sea.
"It's useless," Drive Knight's cold electronic voice sounded, carrying a rare sense of powerlessness, "Attacks cannot reach; the spatial structure around the target is completely distorted; conventional attacks cannot be effective."
"Then we'll attack unconventionally!" Tatsumaki's voice was hoarse yet filled with mad determination; she slowly rose from Bang's support, floating into the air, her green hair swirling wildly without wind, tear stains still on her cheeks, but destructive rage had ignited in her emerald pupils.
She extended her hands, and an immense Telekinesis erupted on an unprecedented scale, not targeting the moon, but violently grasping a massive landmass below, thousands of kilometers in diameter!
"Get up!" Tatsumaki gritted her teeth, a trace of blood even spilling from the corner of her mouth, her petite body trembling violently from the extreme overload.
Rumble—!
The earth let out a groan of unbearable burden; under the horrified gaze of countless people, that massive landmass, containing ruins, rock layers, and twisted metal, was forcibly torn from the earth and lifted by Tatsumaki's Telekinesis, like a giant meteor, hurled violently towards the moon!
This was an attack with all her might!
The giant landmass roared as it broke through the atmosphere, crashing towards the withered figure with a tragic momentum.
This time, the figure seemed to move slightly.
Its withered finger flicked ever so slightly.
No sound, no light.
That massive landmass, capable of shattering a continental shelf, instantly disintegrated into primordial cosmic dust when it was still a considerable distance from the moon, silently dissipating into the vacuum.
"Pfft—!" Tatsumaki was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her Telekinesis instantly collapsing, her body falling limply from the sky, caught again by Bang, who had arrived just in time.
Her face was ashen, her emerald eyes filled with disbelief and a deep sense of powerlessness.
The gap was too vast, despairingly so.
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