"What the hell is going on?!"
A look of sheer terror washed over the Human Emperor's face.
Instinctively, he looked up—and what he saw made his blood run cold.
From the skies above, monstrous giants were descending slowly. Not one, not two—but a full twenty-one of them!
He gasped in disbelief.
What was this madness?
And more terrifying still—he could faintly sense divine energy radiating from their immense bodies.
That aura… it was suffocating!
The Human Emperor's heart tightened as an overwhelming sense of helplessness gripped him.
Could it be… a god?
Had a true god descended to the mortal realm?
The Artist threat hadn't even been resolved yet—was a god now personally intervening to exterminate humanity?
So this was it… the long-prophesied Millennium Apocalypse. No matter what, it seemed humanity would not escape this time.
Despair crept across his face.
