The world watched as some of the strongest existences of all time crumbled to pieces. In truth, even Leonel's own brothers couldn't believe it. His wife, the person who believed in him the most in the entire world, couldn't help but blink a few times as well.
She had been gearing up for a great battle. This was meant to be their last hurdle—so long as they made it through, they would finally grasp the peace and happiness they had been chasing after for so long.
And then… Leonel went and did this.
He just reached out and touched the strongest Pluto, a man who was very well acknowledged as easily amongst the three strongest warriors in all of Existence… and he died.
Leonel retracted his hand as a woman appeared before him. She was just three meters away, a distance that was hardly far for a mortal, let alone Gods that could bury stars with a flip of their hands.