The golden blood of the Seraphic Behemoth rained down over the planetary shield of Zephyria.
Lucifer stood on the neck of the Eclipse Sovereign. Isolde's black and white diamond scales pulsed with residual Void magic. She hovered aggressively in the open stratosphere, entirely exposed to the Golden Fleet, waiting for the next target.
The Carnage Core on Lucifer's hip was not just pulsing. It was screaming.
The sentient, Tier 9 artifact had absorbed the death energy of the Level 75 angelic dragon. It had absorbed the souls of thousands of Seraphim shattered against the shield by the Cryo-Pylons and the Void-Stalker Phantoms.
The Heart of Ruin had feasted on demons, humans, and monsters. Now, it was gorging on absolute divinity.
The ruby-red gemstone shattered.
