A tinge of milky white light almost instantaneously brightened at the point where the spear and horn collided. The light did not seem intense, but everyone had already lost their vision. Silence enveloped everything around them, with no sound of collision coming through. Soon after, an irresistible colossal force made everyone acutely aware that their bodies seemed lighter, as though drifting in the wind.
In the darkness, light finally emerged. Dis, Perkins, and the Three Ice Pole Demon Monkeys had just drilled out of the ice, catching the people who had been blown away by that irresistible force.
On the ground, the original shattered mess had, under the influence of that gentle circle of milky white light, become flat once again. War Behemoth Glacis still stood there, but his body was slightly shorter, with both large horns completely sunk into the ground. The golden light in his eyes flickered on and off, shimmering as if his entire being had become petrified.