The light arrows shot towards the nearest Void Devourer like lightning, so fast that even space couldn’t generate a ripple in time.
As the arrows hit their target, the Abyssal creature, which was fundamentally void, began to tremble violently.
The "emptiness" trait within its body clashed fiercely with the physical nature of the light, repelling each other like water and fire.
The Void Devourer’s body began to exhibit unstable oscillations.
The originally perfect hollow structure was forcibly filled, causing a fundamental disarray in its form of existence.
In the end, it completely disintegrated in a piercing sound of space tearing, with even the most basic traces of existence being entirely erased.
Exclamations erupted from the spectators.
The terror of the Void Devourer was something all Abyssal creatures were well-aware of.
That ability to turn everything into nothingness was something even some High Tier Awakened had to handle cautiously.
But in front of Ron, these terrifying entities that instilled fear turned out to be as fragile as paper.
"It kind of resembles the traits of a Demon Hunter..."
Delir’s voice carried deep shock:
"Each arrow carries the force of punishment against evil existence, this targeted restraint..."
He paused, his green fire eyes revealing a hint of fear:
"This weapon was specially born to hunt us."
Ron had entered some transcendent combat state, achieving perfect unity between his body and weapons.
The bowstring resonated like the death knell, with each string sound proclaiming the death of an enemy.
Light arrows poured out like a hurricane, each precisely hitting the deadly weak spot of its target.
This was not a blind, coverage-style attack but precise sniping calculated to perfection.
The Wizard’s rationality and Stand-In Puppet’s combat instinct merged flawlessly.
This allowed him to simultaneously analyze the weaknesses of dozens of targets and devise the optimal attack sequence.
Kempes’ Space Warriors attempted to evade attacks through dimensional leaps, flickering across multiple spatial layers.
But the Star Force contained in the light arrows had surpassed space’s limitations.
With insight from the "Eye of Time," it could penetrate barriers and disguises involving dimensional transformations, striking directly at the core of its target.
The arrows penetrated dimensional barriers with spirituality, threading through enemies scattered across multiple spatial layers.
Those Space Warriors who thought themselves safe were transparent before the arrows, without concealment.
Within a few minutes, hundreds of enemies turned to nothingness, rendering the battlefield desolate.
Only a sparse few dozen survivors remained, shivering at the edge of the battlefield, not daring to take another step forward.
Seeing their legion on the verge of annihilation, Delir, along with other remaining Apostles and legions, started urgent spiritual dialogues.
In the social system of Abyssal creatures, direct spiritual dialogue was a common method of communication between higher beings.
Through this means, they could exchange large, complex amounts of information instantaneously without outside detection.
"We can’t let that monster continue..."
Delir first initiated contact, the church body emit a rapid, chaotic bell sound:
"I sense a true danger, that form of existence threatens not only our legion but also the fundamental existence basis of all of us."
His judgment was not unfounded.
As an ancient Apostle, Delir had witnessed many so-called "geniuses" and "miracles."
But no existence ever made him feel such a strong sense of crisis.
That feeling was like facing a natural enemy, a warning etched into the depths of his genes.
"Violating the power rules will incur Maggs’ punishment..."
"Heart of Emptiness" Cecilia’s strange voice carried obvious hesitation, the head she held continued to transmit spiritual sound:
"But what you said is right, Delir, in this situation... we must act. Compared to Maggs’ punishment, I’d rather eliminate this damned little monster."
She could clearly sense, if Ron continued to develop, all the Apostles present might face an overwhelming disaster.
Compared to the Supreme Apostle’s punishment, the immediate threat was obviously more deadly.
"I’ve observed some terrifying temporal branches..."
Kro’s time perception extended once more into the future, but the sight he had only made him more uneasy:
"If we don’t stop him here, some... indescribable disaster will occur in the future.
I see the power dynamics of the Abyss completely rewritten, see the boundary between the Main World and Abyss vanish, even see..."
His voice started to tremble:
"Even see the Supreme Apostle embroiled in some unprecedented predicament.
Those temporal lines are too chaotic for me to discern specific details, but the danger is evident."
After brief yet intense spiritual exchanges, the few remaining Apostles in the legions reached a consensus.
Though violating behavior might incur severe consequences, the immediate threat had surpassed personal gain loss considerations.
If they didn’t act, they might not even have the chance to endure those consequences.
"Then... commence."
Delir was the first to act, the church body began to emit a strong dark red glow.
He secretively injected his origin power—intense hatred and vengeance against the sacred—into the battlefield’s remaining corpse fragments.
This was his accumulated spiritual toxin over thousands of years, enough to contaminate any sanctified existence.
Kempes followed closely after, spatial rifts opened and closed frantically around him.
He cast his most precious spatial fragments onto the battlefield, endowing those remnants the terrifying ability of existing simultaneously in multiple dimensions.