Prismatic God Hand of Punishment

Everyone's ears twitched. It was like they didn't hear right. Such confidence.

"Good. Then I would like to see you evaporate from this realmverse" The boy said with a wicked grin. Then he turned to face the crowd.

"Everyone, this sucker thinks he's way more powerful than all of us here. True that he's powerful, but can he beat all of us?" The boy angrily asked.

"Of course he can't!" Many people shouted in wrathful tones at once.

"Good! Then I beg you to not hold back. Unleash your full-powered energy-attacks at him. And if you run out of energy, use your treasure-weapons. Since we weren't stopped from bringing them in, I suggest we attack him with them. Release all the energy they contain for an attack and reduce this bastard to nothing. If they ask us how he died, we would say that he died during a battle for the treasure-artifacts. That he was a weakling and wasn't supposed to be here in the first place" The boy said in a sinister tone.