Boom!
The battlefield trembled violently as Apollo's simple, direct slash collided with the combined cataclysm of the five sanctum geniuses.
For a heartbeat, the world fell silent.
Then—detonation.
KRA-KOOM!
A storm of energy exploded outward, ripping the air apart with a deafening roar. The sky itself seemed to crack, and space distorted into swirling chaos. The combined attack, filled with intricate techniques, ancient rules, and overwhelming power—shattered.
Not blocked.
Not deflected.
Obliterated.
Apollo's slash tore through everything in its path like divine judgement descending from the heavens.
The five native geniuses had no time to scream. Their protective artifacts shattered, their bodies were thrown backward like broken dolls. Blood sprayed through the air as their forms slammed into the ground, torn and mangled beyond recognition.
Their combined might—destroyed by one man's sword.
