The shockwave that had shattered the galaxy had spread faster than even light, and it could almost be said that it happened in an instant, but that was far from the truth, calculating using the mortal standard of time, the galaxy was destroyed in a twentieth of a second.

When the galaxy-wide destruction ceased, it left a perfectly round sphere of nonreality. A space that was not filled with anything, because every single essence had been stripped away. If the universe had been alive, its blood would have flooded out of this grievous wound, and reality would have slowly begun to heal itself, but now, this region would remain in this manner.

Although this universe was young, barely seven billion years old, it had faced its share of war and destruction, but none could match this scale.

The shockwave as it turned out was not a byproduct of the attack from the Power against the Third Prince, it was deliberate and strictly controlled, the fact that only Trion survived the destruction was another testament that everything that perished was according to the Will of the Creator, and this was just a means to an end.

The shattered galaxy was a hundred thousand light years in circumference, this scope of distance was impossible for a mortal mind to encapsulate and the amount of death and destruction that had swept through such a wide area in a brief moment was deeply unsettling at least for a mortal or a god.

For a being like Rowan, he knew there were more than three trillion galaxies in this universe alone, and although destroying a single galaxy was a feat impossible for most gods and mortals, it was just a small part of the overall equation of creation.

Just like his enemies, the pieces they controlled were no longer small. Worlds to them could as well be dust, and their armies viewed the universe as the size of a large field.

The Power roared, the sound could not be heard in any auditory spectrum, but it could be felt in the soul, its form was invisible, another of its terrifying aspects, and apart from Rowan, his creator, Malik, the power that had just destroyed this galaxy could remain invisible to everyone else, except if he wanted his prey to see him.

He had shown the Third Prince its claws before shattering his body until there was nothing left, because the Creator wanted him to see his death, although he feared that this opponent was not dead, only subdued for a while.

Meanwhile, Malik curled around a hard lump of essence that would make adamantine resemble a ball of cotton. Shattering the galaxy was just the first part of its attack, its purpose was for Malik to gather every single Essence of Creation in a hundred thousand light years radius, his attack had not ended, he proceeded to compress it using nothing else but strength alone into a fifty-foot lump of gray metal.

As ridiculous as it sounds, the Power had squeezed an entire galaxy into a fifty-foot nugget.

His multiple wings spread wide and yellow beams of Celestial spells poured down on the compressed essence until it glowed as brightly as the sun, but because Malik had wrapped his body around his creation, like him, it was still invisible to everyone.

With a flourish, he scratched the final pattern on his creation and he blew on it, making it vanish as if it had never existed.

The Universe Will was located millions of light years away from Trion, and when the Third Prince struck Rowan, he had not bothered to control the path where the Universe Will was launched.

At this moment the green sphere was surrounded by several powerful figures including Tower Masters, and the newly emerged Demon Kings, there were also shadowy figures in the area who stood in front of the gods, and even God Kings had to stay behind them. These figures should be the elusive God Emperors who were said to be more legends than truth.

Three of these legends were here, along with four Tower Masters and three Demon Kings, they had all been preparing for the battle that would decide the owner of the Universe Will, and behind them were thousands of powerful figures, Archmages, Demon Princes and God Kings, all of whom had carried their armies along, the least powerful here were High Gods, Demon Generals, and Rank 5 Archmages.

They had all felt the surge of Soul Energy erupt from Trion, and they had sent their representative over to confirm what new treasure had been born in that strange world when it happened.

Even for beings of their power, the destruction of the galaxy happened too fast and the manner it occurred was so strange because none of them had detected any movements of energy. It was as if the galaxy had just chosen to vanish by itself, only a few limping God Kings and a Demon Prince who survived showed that indeed the galaxy had just been crushed.

They had barely begun ascertaining the reason for a galaxy-

wide destructive event when a faint ripple enshrouded the Universe Will and it disappeared in its place was a glowing rock that was emitting so much gravitational pressure it was similar to a black hole.

They had all covered the Universe Will with their Auras, and it should not have been possible for the treasure to have been taken in front of them, but their opponent seemed not to be playing by any known rules.

Hundreds of Rank 5 Archmages, Demon Generals, and High Gods who were carefully following behind their superiors were dragged screaming towards the glowing rock and although they used various spells and techniques to escape the pull from it, one of them, an Archmage was too slow, and her body touched the ground yellow rock.

The rock vibrated and turned from yellow to a brilliant white. Silas Black, one of the Tower Masters that entered the universe muttered to himself in shock, "Celestial Descent?" he jammed two of his fingers together seizing reality in between them, and covered himself with it like a cloak, it was just in time as the rock turned black and imploded.

The implosion was like the descent of multiple supermassive black holes, creating such intense suction force that it could be seen from every corner of the universe, as a space more than five hundred thousand light years in diameter, rippled and was drawn towards the center of the implosion.

From afar it resembled a large eye blinking.

Luckily the Universe Will was in a barren corner of the universe, yet several surrounding galaxies were affected by this suction force, breaking their pathways through the universe as they were drawn towards the implosion which had claimed the lives of every Immortal surrounding the Universe Will that were below the God King level.

There had been several tens of thousands of Immortals that had surrounded the Universe Will in the hopes of acquiring any benefits by luck or opportunity, and when the implosion ended, leaving a harsh scar in reality, only fifty Immortals were left.

This death toll was incalculable, in less than a second, more Immortals had died here than in the last three billion years.

Malik grasped the Universe Will in his claws, looked around the universe one last time and he vanished. The presence of Rowan on Trion had also vanished as well.

'If the Creator wanted to complete his Ascension,' Malik thought, 'Nothing in the universe or outside of it would stop him.'

For a moment, the universe was silent, before cries of rage filled it.