The imperial palace—
A place protected by blessings bestowed by the heavens themselves—
Crumpled beneath Lorenzo's artifact.
A crimson gem embedded with the flesh of Nirvana pulsed violently in his grasp.
The moment its power activated, the authority protecting the capital distorted.
Then shattered.
The heavenly barrier fractured into countless pieces of light, allowing Lorenzo to step inside.
"Such a big place," Lorenzo muttered casually as he walked through the palace halls.
Every pillar he passed collapsed instantly.
Walls twisted apart.
Ancient marble cracked beneath the pressure of the artifact surrounding him.
Destruction followed him effortlessly.
Soon enough—
His destructive sphere finally halted.
A figure cloaked in darkness emerged before him.
The temperature instantly rose.
A pair of ruby eyes pressed heavily upon the King of Aileen.
The surrounding shadows trembled violently as black flames coiled around the figure like living serpents.
