"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
Explosions echoed across the streets of Earth as a relentless barrage of missiles rained down from the sky. Each one carried enough power to collapse worlds and swallow stars, yet all of them were focused on a single target.
Anark.
The True Primordial dashed through the streets at blinding speed, weaving between structures, taking sharp turns, and using buildings as cover as he attempted to shake off Devil Child Adam. But escaping was far from easy. The ability to fly granted Devil Child Adam a tremendous advantage on Earth, allowing him to dominate the battlefield from above and control the flow of combat with terrifying precision.
And that was only half the problem.
Anark had just leapt out of a crumbling building moments before it was obliterated by detonations within, but the instant his feet touched the street, a blazing beam of fire surged toward him. The heat was so intense that the very air ignited around it.
