"You think time matters to me? Destruction doesn’t follow time."
He clenched his fist, and the frozen fragments of time began to collapse.
Each second that she had frozen shattered, releasing violent shockwaves that tore through her world.
Amelia was thrown backward, coughing blood.
Laplace stepped forward, his body glowing with black energy.
"Your tricks end here."
He raised his hand, and a beam of destruction split through the ocean.
Every wave, every reflection, every trace of light was consumed in it.
Amelia tried to counter with another technique—creating a spiral of endless water to absorb it—but his destruction tore through it like paper.
Her world began to fall apart.
And then, something crashed through the sky.
A giant shadow broke through the Blood Sea above and fell straight into the sea below.
The impact was so strong that Amelia’s World cracked apart.
When the mist cleared, a massive dragon’s body lay half-submerged in the sea.
Laplace’s eyes widened.
"Aerion!"
The dragon wasn’t moving.
His scales were scorched, one wing completely torn off, and his tail burnt to ashes.
A spear of golden lightning was buried deep in his chest.
Zeus floated above them, lightning sparking around his injured form.
His robes were torn, but that was all. Compared to the ancient dragon, one could say he had sustained no injury.
Laplace’s face twisted in shock and anger.
He ignored Amelia and rushed toward Aerion, pushing aside the rain of her attacks.
He even blocked Zeus’s next bolt of lightning with a wave of pure destruction.
All he could see was the dying dragon below him.
Laplace landed beside Aerion and reached out, trying to pour his power into him.
"Don’t you dare die, Aerion!"
But before his hand could touch the wound, the dragon’s claw suddenly snapped up and grabbed his wrist.
"Got you," Aerion said, grinning.
Laplace froze. His eyes widened as realization hit him.
Something was wrong.
Before he could pull back, a cold metallic sound clicked near his head.
He turned slightly and saw the muzzle of a gun pressed against his temple.
"Goodbye," Felix muttered, and pulled the trigger.
The bullet pierced Laplace’s head clean through.
In the same instant, Aerion’s body dissolved into mist, and Zeus vanished with him.
In their place stood Berserker, grinning like a madman.
"I told you it would work. These dragons are too dumb and too confident in their strength for their own good."
Amelia exhaled in relief, recalling what had just happened. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
The person she had been listening to earlier had been Berserker’s voice, telling the plan to her.
He had been building an illusion strong enough to fool even Laplace until now.
Felix fell to the ground, sitting heavily. He looked pale and exhausted.
"Damn, why did I have to die first? This is ridiculous."
Amelia gave a small smile and went to help Percival stand.
"We’ll talk about it later. Right now, we need to check on Arthur," she said.
But before they could move, a low, rasping voice echoed.
"Where are you going?"
Everyone froze.
They turned slowly.
Laplace’s body was moving. His head hung low, blood pouring from the hole, yet his presence was still there.
’No... he’s not trying to destroy the world. He’s trying to destroy time.’
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