Imdiately after Mark ntioned Void, a giant portal opened, revealing two massive eyes, each larger than Mark himself.
Mark looked at these eyes in shock, utterly terrified by what he saw. For a mont, Mark and the eyes locked gazes as space continued to collapse, reality bending under the pressure. The plane began to disintegrate bit by bit from the edges.
Kira's father stared at the eyes as Mark managed to break away, retreating several steps.
A divine aura spread, halting the disruption of reality. The divine plane ceased disintegrating, and the dinsions stopped shattering.
Slowly, the eyes disappeared, yet the giant portal remained open.
"Father, what just happened?" Kira rushed to her father's side and asked.
"Just a small confrontation... Are you sure he's a Hans?" Kira's father asked.
"Yes, he is," Kira replied. "Why do you ask, though?"
"Because he doesn't rely possess a chaotic aura... he is chaos itself," Kira's father said as sothing finally erged.
A being with an impeccable aura appeared. It radiated 30% fire law, bore four wings, four horns, and two blazing red eyes. Space crumbled into nothingness as it moved. Around it was a fiery aura that shocked everyone. Its body burned like magma, and it grinned nacingly.
As its feet touched the plane, the ground lted. A heatwave spread out, forcing Kira and Marcule to stumble back.
Kira's father frowned and shielded both Kira and Marcule.
"You're Void's clone?" Mark asked, frowning. The being nodded.
"Good," Mark said as a chaotic ripple flowed, tearing space apart. Everything was devoured as energies collided, half-laws surfacing in the first layer of space.
Void's clone didn't stop walking, effortlessly passing through the spatial rifts and torn dinsions. Everything within a few kiloters of it disintegrated.
Finally, the two were only a few ters apart.
They exchanged no words, their auras alone spiking dangerously.
"These two..." Kira's father muttered, shocked by their overwhelming presence. At the sa rank and level, they could probably kill him instantly. He couldn't fathom how powerful the main body must be.
Boom!
The clash sent shockwaves rippling outward. Kira and Marcule's heads vibrated violently.
"Argh!" Both Kira and Marcule groaned, clutching their heads as they felt like their brains were lting into a paste.
Kira's father frowned, and with a gesture, the effect on Marcule and Kira vanished.
"He wasn't lying when he said all half-laws are the sa," Marcule said, observing the aftermath of the clash.
Kira nodded in shock, her gaze falling on the large hole across Mark's upper torso.
Splurt.
"You... How did you do that?" Mark asked, staring at his body. He couldn't heal it—his wounds were inflicted by a half-law attack.
A gaping hole marred his wolf-like purple fur, now dyed red with blood. Mark knelt, pressing his hands to the wound, but he couldn't even cover it.
"Disappointing," Void's clone said, turning away and starting to walk.
"No... Wait," Mark said, grabbing Void's clone's leg.
"Hmm?" Void's clone turned, gazing down at Mark.
"I can still fight," Mark declared.
Without hesitation, Void's clone attacked, obliterating half of Mark's face.
"Mark!" Kira scread in fear.
Marcule clenched his fists. He had thought this would be a long, exhilarating fight, but the gap in power was insurmountable. It wasn't even a battle.
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"Cough... cough... I... can... still... fight... Aargh!" Mark's words were cut off as Void's clone tore off his right arm.
Dropping the arm, it disintegrated into nothingness. Void's clone remained grinning.
"I..." Another limb was removed.
Void's clone continued to destroy Mark's body until only half his face remained.
"Pity... It was too short," Void's clone remarked, throwing the half-head toward Kira.
"Mark! Don't give up yet! I believe in you! Goddammit, Mark, you're our leader—you've always been! Don't give up! I refuse to believe a re half-law fire can defeat chaos itself. You are Chaos! Chaos itself!" Marcule shouted, his fists clenched tightly.
Kira looked at Marcule's face and saw sothing she'd never forget—a look of stubborn determination. Their leader, Mark, couldn't be defeated. He simply couldn't.
"Yeah... I rember what you said... Never give up until the last mont. Is this the last mont?" Kira muttered, her fists trembling as she stared at the ground.
Boom!
Mark's half-wolf-like head hit the ground, causing cracks to spread outward.
"Hmm," Void's clone stood at the portal, placing one foot inside.
Just then, a blinding light engulfed everything, forcing Kira and Marcule to shield their eyes.
The light turned purple and slowly receded. Where Mark's half-head had been, a wolf-like being now stood. Its bright purple fur had turned dark purple.
Void's clone withdrew its foot and appeared in front of Mark.
"You're still weak," Void's clone said, throwing a punch.
But it wasn't Mark who flew back—it was Void's clone.
"Ha... It just beca more interesting," Kira's father said, watching in awe.
Mark gazed at Void's clone, his expression unreadable, yet brimming with indifference.
Void's clone landed softly, its wings—curved, inverted, and burning with flas—fluttering slightly. It touched its abdon, magma-like blood dripping from its hand.
"Oh," Void's clone muttered before its face was struck by a punch.
The second layer of space shattered, revealing the third layer of space. A linear ravine of space and ti ford as Void's clone was hurled billions of light-years away. Mark reappeared instantly.
Void's clone's grin vanished.
Boom!
The divine aura of the plane disappeared as chaos engulfed everything. A fiery aura without end clashed against chaos itself. Galaxies were ford and destroyed in re monts.
Unstable space erged as the third layer of space appeared. The third dinsion descended into chaos, threatening the very existence of all beings in this plane.
Kira's father stood ready. His daughter was still a third-dinsional being, and he couldn't let her die.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
They clashed repeatedly as everyone watched. The fire half-law grew stronger with each exchange.
"Is common fire that strong?" Marcule gasped, still in disbelief. He saw space burn, ti bend, and dinsions disintegrate upon contact with Void's clone. Only Mark remained unaffected.
"This... What realm of strength is this?" Kira muttered, stunned as the fight extended across space-ti, their tilines appearing in multiple places.
"They're fighting across tilines. How is that possible?" Marcule asked, horrified.
"That's the realm of strength they've reached. You and Kira need to work harder now," Kira's father advised, captivated by the battle. Even he was learning from it.
Void's clone used its wings to shield itself as it blocked Mark's attack.
Crashing into the ground, Void's clone groaned but erged unyielding.
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