This wasn’t just a normal power increase; it was a fundantal leap of existence.
The second strike followed imdiately, this ti with three tentacles attacking simultaneously.
They encircled from three different angles, cutting off all of Maggs’ escape routes.
The destructive organs on the surface of the tentacles fully activated, unleashing a torrential rain of energy beams.
Maggs was forced to use more powerful defense asures, his nine eyes simultaneously bursting with dazzling light, projecting dozens of barriers.
But these barriers were as fragile as paper in the face of Nari’s attack, shredded to pieces almost instantly.
"No... this attack pattern..."
As the battle progressed to this point, Maggs suddenly realized a fact that made him even more anxious:
"She’s not completely losing control in anger, but conducting destructive attacks with a plan, this ability to balance perfectly between rage and reason..."
Every attack from Nari precisely targeted his vital points, and every angle was calculated just right.
This precise tactical coordination was in stark contrast to her displayed frenzied rage.
And as the battle entered a fever pitch, the attacks beca more and more fierce.
Nari mobilized all the chaos energy within her, launching attacks from hundreds of tentacles swirling like a frenzied dance from all sides.
Each tentacle had a different mode of destruction:
So released intense acidic corrosion;
So fired dense chaos rays;
So directly executed physical strikes, attempting to utterly crush the enemy.
Under this intense attack, Maggs’ clone began to show significant damage.
Although it was just a clone, at this mont, he possessed power far surpassing that of an ordinary apostle.
Yet even so, he appeared powerless against Nari in such a frenzy.
"Damn... where does this madwoman’s power co from..."
His nine eyes began to dim one by one, and the runes on the surface of his mask showed cracks:
"Is naturally born chaos becoming so terrifying after gaining high intelligence? There’s never been such a record in past history..."
Just as he was trying to reorganize his defenses, Nari suddenly ceased her attacks.
Hundreds of tentacles contracted simultaneously, binding Maggs tightly, then compressing all the power onto a single main tentacle.
This tentacle was covered with layer upon layer of chaos power, and the emanating pressure began to warp the entire arena’s space.
"It’s over."
Nari’s voice beca unusually calm, but the cold killing intent contained within was far more terrifying than her previous frenzy:
"This is the consequence of breaking rules and hurting my child."
That main tentacle, like a bolt of lightning, precisely grasped Maggs’ spider head.
The bizarre mask woven from millions of threads was as fragile as thin paper under Nari’s imnse strength.
"Wait, we can talk this over..."
Maggs wanted to make one final struggle, but Nari no longer wished to hear any explanations.
"Crack—"
Under the horrified gaze of all spectators, this Supre Apostle’s clone was crushed on the spot.
The imnse pressure acted on every structural node of the mask, causing the intricate thread network to collapse on a large scale.
Black void essence splattered like a fountain, forming a peculiar light vortex in the air.
The Supre Apostle power contained within these essences was extrely concentrated, with each drop exuding suffocating pressure.
So spectators who inadvertently ca into contact with these essences experienced imdiate mutations.
So bodies began to twist irregularly, while others were torn apart by the void power.
This was a terrifying scene none of the present beings had ever witnessed.
Even the most well-inford ancients had never imagined witnessing the "death" of a Supre Apostle firsthand.
It’s known that even a re clone is a terrifying existence far surpassing ordinary apostle power.
Yet now, such an existence was crushed on the spot, as effortlessly as squashing a mosquito.
The reactions in the audience transitioned from panic to a deathly silence.
All escape actions ceased, with tens of thousands of eyes staring blankly at the mass of struggling void essence in Nari’s hand.
"Is this... is this real?"
An ancient Awakened muttered, trembling:
"The Supre Apostle... was killed?"
"Even if just a clone... but it’s still a Supre Apostle..."
Another voice carried unbelievable shock:
"Has Nari’s power reached such a degree?"
More abyssal creatures were utterly intimidated by this scene, forgetting even to continue fleeing.
In the Abyss’ ruthless laws, absolute power equates to absolute authority.
And the power Nari just displayed has already surpassed the limits of their understanding.
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