Ybur felt that it had probably lost consciousness for a few seconds, or maybe even longer.
Dazed, it reopened its Eye Point and found itself surrounded by pitch darkness. Shortly after, distant explosions blazed forth, revealing the silhouette of the Floating Fortress in the flames—the colossal Iron Throne Fortress was plummeting, its deafening explosions finally arriving seconds later.
By the light of those flames, Ybur saw even more.
It saw the Void Ghost King's thousand-foot body fully revealed. His four arms had been severed by the Martial Saint, and now only one had regrown. A gruesome penetrating wound split through his chest.
The corpse of the World-Splitting Demon Dragon lay collapsed at his feet, its flames completely extinguished. This Behemoth was already dead—the Martial Saint's sword had ended its vitality. In the distance, Honggera was motionless, a blade from the Void Ghost King impaled into its back.
It also saw...
The Dragon Emperor's corpse.
