A War for Nothing (Part 3)

As big as a small planet, covered in semi-opened eyes, and with tentacles that seemed to be able to reach the other end of the universe, this destroyer showed itself in front of the intergalactic coalition's flotilla, and the few thousands of cultivators that were left standing.

"What the hell is that?" Asked the female general dressed in siler light armor, spelling what each and everyone of her peers were thinking at that moment.

Of all of the destroyers present, this one had had its fill. Lucky enough to be near its awakening, and still the closest one to the explosion, it was able to absorb every bit of the essence of the spacetime that was produced. This power was enough to complete the concept of collapsed space contained within its stomach, which gave it a firmer grasp over the space it occupied.