The first in the Empire

"Don't worry, everyone! It's just an oversized balloon— puff without the weight! Hold your positions!!"

One of the generals who had previously fought Amon led the last three formations of the army into a defensive stance, firmly rejecting the idea that the same opponent he had overwhelmed earlier could have transformed into a creature from hell in mere minutes.

Amon, towering like an apocalyptic nightmare, raised his arms high—so high that his fingers nearly disappeared from view—before bringing them down with all the force he could muster.

RUMBLE!

The sheer size and overwhelming strength of Amon's fists compressed the air violently, causing it to explode outward as if trying to escape his descent.

"BRACE FOR IMPAC—!!!"

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

Amon's colossal fists obliterated hundreds of soldiers instantly, crushing the general like insect before he could even finish his command.

CRACK—CRACK!