With final command from Kent, the anti-existence poison of nature erupted from every where.
The skies above Mount Meru were unlike anything anyone in the Spirit World had ever seen.
Nature itself had turned into a ferocious force of vengeance, seemingly alive with wrath and purpose.
Every element—sky, rain, ground, and even space—was rejecting the existence of the Poison God. It wasn't just an attack; it was an all-encompassing rejection of his very being.
On the edge of the Eternal Musical Hall, the War God stood frozen, his usual composure shattered. He turned to the Storm God, his voice trembling. "What the heck is happening? Storm God, what is this fellow doing?"
The Storm God, his normally confident demeanor shaken, replied in a low tone, "I… I don't know. This… this isn't normal. The elements—they've become sentient, targeting the Poison God as if he doesn't belong here." His words trailed off, replaced by the hum of destruction filling the air.
