Zeus and Bael stepped into a domain that was already lost beyond salvation.
The once-sacred domain of Amaterasu lay in ruin. The ground split into jagged cracks, buildings reduced to rubble, and waves of black mist slithered through the air mixing with other wild and chaotic magic that still raged in the atmosphere.
"Are we too late?" Zeus muttered, his thunderous voice tinged with disbelief as his eyes turned upward toward the source of the devastation.
Up above, the battle still raged. Flares of unstable magic and shockwaves rippled outward every second, shaking the domain with relentless violence.
They had carved their way through Susanoo and then Tsukuyomi's forces, only to discover that both gods had already fallen. And now, this...
"We have to help them," Bael said, with his hoarse voice. "At this point, it's clear that those two are far stronger than we ever imagined."
"Yeah," Zeus replied, jaw clenched. "Let us move—"
