"Do you think this little trick will kill me?!"
The next moment, Immortal Nimrod's avatar suddenly stopped struggling against the black hole's pull.
Instead, he raised both skeletal hands.
'HUMMMMMMMMMMMMM!'
The remaining Void Authority within his body, along with the mystical power hidden within its construct, surged toward the abyssal eye on his apex crown, condensing into a tiny purplish-black point like a pupil.
Then the surrounding Primordial Deep darkened, and for a moment, even the black hole's outer boundary seemed to distort as an ancient, terrifying presence emerged from within Nimrod's avatar.
Jacob's hollow eyes flared with a hint of surprise as he could feel it subtly. 'What is he doing now?!'
Although Nimrod's avatar was already severely damaged, the power gathering within it was fundamentally different from the Void Authority he had used before.
It felt as though the avatar was attempting to reach beyond its own limits or perhaps...
