Even so, there was a clear limit.
This past body was far too weak.
It could not endure an unrestricted flood of sacrificed starlight without collapsing under the strain.
But he had no intention of pushing it that far… because he only needed just enough.
…Enough to prepare for activating that.
Below, the regenerating False Crown finally completed its latest reconstruction.
The moment its body stabilized under the residual pressure of Starfall Domain, the calamity threw its head back and unleashed a deafening roar.
ROOOOOAR—!!!
The sound was not merely physical.
The instant the roar erupted, the world around them twisted.
The parted cosmic sky, the cascading rivers of sacrificed starlight, the ruined capital, and even the heavy gravitational field of Starfall Domain all began to distort like wet paint being smeared across a canvas.
Then space folded inward and light bent unnaturally.
In the span of a single breath, the surrounding reality was peeled away and replaced.
