Extermination!
"Roar!"
Holding the bone spear in his right hand, Hyperion jumped up. He instantly reached an elevation of five kilometers, and from there, he hurtled downward, like a cannonball.
His momentum was such that the air behind him exploded while the ground below caved by hundreds of meters.
By the time he was two kilometers away from the ground, the veins in his forehead protruded and the muscles in his arm bulged out.
He transferred his entire strength to the bone spear!
"Die!"
Hyperion ruthlessly swung the bone spear down.
On the ground, the gray man lifted his right arm and stretched his hand out.
Whoosh~!
The mist of gray energy converged above his hand and transformed into the phantom of an enormous palm.
The palm shot up!
By the time the bone spear was a kilometer away from the palm, it bore down with such pressure that air compressed into violent storms.