The battle between Saint Realms can either last for ages or conclude in just a few moments.
The battle between the Primordial Giant Dragon and the Sealed Saint Undead, however, was the latter.
After all,
neither feared death, nor their own injuries.
The Primordial Giant Dragon awakened by the True King of Twilight sacrifices its body to twilight; death is not an absolute end.
The Undead crowned by Dead Bone wields the Great Force of death, where death is merely rebirth.
A pure and primal struggle, the mingling of dimness and darkness, constantly erupted above the high heavens, beside the two confronting figures.
"Boom—"
A Sealed Saint Undead had its Death Armor pierced, with dragons of the Law Realm swarming in.
Tearing, gnawing, trading life for injury.
Even a Flesh Giant Dragon embraced the Sealed Saint Undead, self-destructing on the spot.
"Boom——!!"
