The instant the two Devil Paragons crossed the skies of Terra, the world reacted.
Deep beneath the surface, countless energy pathways—painstakingly carved into the tectonic plates of the planet—began to glow. Streams of energy and Divine Power surged upward, weaving through space-time itself. The air thickened around Beelzebub and Baal, turning viscous, as though they were forcing their way through molten plasma that resisted every movement.
The duo could not hide their surprise.
Terra had ascended to the Higher Dimension less than a century ago, yet it was unleashing power on this scale. Such growth was unnatural.
But rather than discouraging them, it strengthened their resolve.
Everything the Xaos King touched seemed to grow stronger. That was precisely why he had to be broken—no matter the cost.
Their Paragon auras erupted violently, pushing back against the oppressive field as they forced themselves forward.
Yet the thickening of space-time was only the beginning.
