The Purifier was a transcendent strike—
a fusion of the Demon King's power combined with countless world-breaking abilities he had devoured throughout his life.
An attack that could neither be blocked nor repelled ..
so absolute that Nameless had fallen instantly when Agaroth used it against him.
Yet Odin ..
the Pale Devastation ..
had stopped it.
Not only that .. he had taken no damage whatsoever.
"This… is impossible."
For the first time ..
the demons felt fear.
Fear that their great king…
might lose.
Meanwhile ..
Odin dispersed the remaining power of the Purifier as his smile widened.
"I must admit,"
he said calmly,
"you surprised me, Demon King. I have never seen an attack like that before. Truly… this is the pinnacle of aura manipulation."
Odin laughed loudly and clapped his hands mockingly at Agaroth.
"Well done! But unfortunately—
this type of attack does not work on me."
His expression twisted into something terrifying.
"Aura… does not work on me."
