The two Pillar Gods, who looked down on all things and treated the lives of the cosmos as ants and dust, had their contempt and composure, built on ancient power, smashed to pieces by Lo Quen's rule-defying blow. After a single exchange, that disdain crumbled into sothing close to instinctive fear.
They began to withdraw their strength without hesitation. Shub-Niggurath's darkness shrank inward, while Yog-Sothoth's gate tried to close, cutting off its link to this star region and slipping beyond the reach of that bizarre black hole.
"Only now you want to leave?"
In Lo Quen's icy dragon eyes, the once-calm starlight finally flared, turning into flas fierce enough to burn the void itself.
"Where's the confidence that let you treat like dirt a mont ago?"
He stopped holding back.
His massive body, stretched out like a river of stars, unfurled to either side.
The star vortex around him, made of countless miniature stars, spun wildly at an unprecedented speed, unleashing a vast sound like billions of wind chis ringing at once, like the first cry at the birth of the universe.
He was going to unleash everything he hadn't used when exterminating Ghroth.
To drive a greater, more overwhelming [The Skies Descend].
Power surged outward from him in ripples.
It resonated through the entire star region, and even set countless distant stars and galaxies trembling in the deep reaches of space.
Visible pale-gold waves swept through the freezing vacuum like a tide.
Wherever they passed, even space itself seed to bow before a supre order.
[The Skies Descend]!
In that instant, it was as if the universe's backdrop had been replaced.
Above Lo Quen's head, beyond the endless void, a sight appeared so vast that words could not capture even a fraction of it.
It wasn't a teor shower.
It was an entire star river, a waterfall ford of countless stars blazing with ultimate starfire of destruction, crashing down from beyond the barriers of the multiverse.
The starfall was boundless, stretching for a full hundred billion light-years.
Each "star" was not a physical object, but the embodint of rules.
They shone with a pale golden radiance, the creation and annihilation authority of the Starforger Dragon Clan, a power that transcended the law system of this universe.
The starfall poured down, ignoring Shub-Niggurath's devouring darkness, piercing through the spaceti barrier of Yog-Sothoth's gate, and striking directly at the core concepts of the two Pillar Gods' manifested forms.
"No—!! I am the Source of Life, the Black Goat of the Woods! My darkness is eternal and undying!!"
Shub-Niggurath's will let out a shriek so sharp it warped.
Under the wash of that pale-gold starfall, his darkness lted and evaporated at a pace never seen before.
Those countless eyes that symbolized reproduction and gestation snapped shut one after another in despair within the starfire.
The vast, winding tentacles broke apart inch by inch, crumbling into the most basic particles, and then being erased all the way down.
He could feel it. His laws were being forcibly overwritten by a higher power.
This was an ending more complete than death, an erasure of the very concept of existence.
Yog-Sothoth's light-bubble gate fared no better. Under the impact of the starfall, it was instantly webbed with cracks.
The light bubbles that contained endless knowledge and pathways through ti and space shattered one after another, releasing a final burst of chaotic information before dimming into total darkness.
His always-calm will sent a last transmission, filled with broken logic and ultimate fear.
His all-knowing gate was forced shut by a command of higher authority.
The guardian of ti, space, and knowledge could not even protect his own existence in the face of absolute power.
As for Nug and Yeb, the Blasphemous Twins who had been gloating just monts ago, they didn't even manage a proper cry.
The torrent of rules only brushed past them at the edge, and they instantly broke down. Every trace of their existence was wiped away cleanly, without leaving even a speck behind.
The starfall gradually cald.
That vision of the heavenly river vanished like an illusion.
The region of space that had once been shrouded in a dark red nebula and the power of the two Pillar Gods was now spotless.
Not shattered. Not reduced to ruins.
It had returned to the most primordial emptiness of the universe.
Shub-Niggurath's darkness, Yog-Sothoth's gate, the twin body of Nug and Yeb…
All hostile existences were gone.
No lingering energy. No spiritual imprint. No possibility of revival.
They had been erased from the very concept of existence itself.
Lo Quen, the Starforger Dragon, hovered quietly at the center of the void he had purified with his own hands.
The starlight flowing around him seed more restrained now, and yet deeper than ever.
He swept his gaze coldly across the emptiness, confirming their disappearance.
This battle was less a clash of raw power than an outright crushing of laws.
The abilities of the Starforger Dragon ca from a higher-order universe, and the laws Lo Quen wielded were almost impossible for the creator gods of this universe to resist.
He had sensed all of this the mont his Dragonblood purity reached one hundred percent.
By then, he had already clearly grasped the rules governing this universe.
And so, when facing these so-called omniscient and omnipotent gods, he felt not the slightest fear.
Lo Quen did not pause for even a mont. His massive dragon head lifted slightly, and starlight shot from his eyes.
Dragonsight, fully unleashed!
His consciousness instantly pierced through the barrier of the material universe and entered that bizarre realm of dreams and prophecy.
Fragnts of countless tilines, echoes of civilizations, and the whispers of gods swept past his awareness.
He ignored them all, focusing only on the single remaining trace.
Found it.
At the desolate edge of the universe stood a wall of eternal silence, a place even the faintest starlight refused to touch.
A twisted figure was fleeing in panic.
It tore through layer after layer of dinsional barriers, desperately trying to escape the space where the divine battle had just taken place.
Lo Quen's gaze locked onto it.
It had long, inhuman limbs, as though woven from shadow itself, and skin as deep and dark as the cosmic background.
Yet across that darkness drifted countless shifting, distorted symbols and faces.
Those symbols blasphed reason. Those faces were sotis beautiful like fallen angels, sotis savage like abyssal beasts, sotis weeping infants, sotis shrieking crones.
This was Nyarlathotep, the Many-Faced God, the ssenger who delighted in spreading madness and despair, revealed in his true form.
But now, that ancient being who once reveled in mocking all life and orchestrating conspiracies showed none of his forr composure.
What remained was fear on the verge of spilling over, and a disbelief born of a worldview utterly shattered.
"How can this be… Shub-Niggurath… Yog-Sothoth… they were actually… completely erased?! Even the very concept of their existence was wiped out… that dragon… what is he?! An invader from beyond the universe?! A transcendent?!"
Nyarlathotep's psychic fluctuations trembled violently with extre shock, its thoughts tumbling out in disarray.
As the architect of the sche, it had watched everything unfold from the shadows. Precisely because of that, it understood better than anyone what had just happened.
It could even clearly feel Lo Quen's icy gaze piercing through endless void and dinsions, locking onto it without the slightest deviation.
Nyarlathotep frantically drove all of its power. Its form flickered at high speed through countless grotesque shapes as it tried to slip into even deeper dinsional cracks, desperate to escape a calamity far beyond anything it had planned for.
Seeing this, Lo Quen let out a cold sneer.
He fixed his target. The majestic body of the Starforger Dragon was once again wrapped in the spaceti-piercing radiance of [Stellar Brilliance].
Staring in the direction of Nyarlathotep's flight, his will crossed the vast starry expanse and was sent forth:
"Those who toy with fate will eventually be devoured by it. Nyarlathotep, your judgnt has co."
In the next instant, the dragon's silhouette beca a brilliant streak of starlight that pierced through the barriers of the multiverse, chasing after Nyarlathotep's desperate escape.
Where that starlight passed, the tiny planetary fragnts shattered by the aftermath of the divine battle gathered together again, as though ti itself were flowing backward.
Defiled space returned to purity and stability.
And ahead of that starlight, within the lightless shadows of the cosmic frontier, the Many-Faced God let out a howl of utter despair, tearing open the path ahead with everything it had, driven by a single thought.
Escape the Star Dragon behind it, the harbinger of absolute end.
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