Magister of Destruction! (2)

Ace was startled by the system's sudden prompt and gulped dryly, 'Magister of Destruction? And that thing is only an avatar?! Then what about the real Magister of Destruction?'

He felt a sudden chill running down his spine as he looked at the majestic Magister of Destruction, hovering at a dark angle, covering everything in its towering shadow.

At this moment, the Magister of Destruction's colossal form suddenly shuddered, its lightning-wreathed body collapsing inward like a dying star, startling Ace.

Thereafter, its 5,000-meter frame folded, compressed and crystallized into a ten-meter-tall figure—a distillation of destruction. Every ounce of its primordial power now thrummed beneath an obsidian-carved exoskeleton, its surface etched with glowing tri-colored runes that pulsed like a heartbeat.