The Dark Divine Domain dissipated, and Holder's aura
collided with the Realm of the Dead, causing the Dark and Shadow Kingdom to tremble slightly. Soon, it too collapsed spectacularly along with its master, beginning to crumble...
From afar, one could only see the grand spectacle of a Divine Country shattering in the sky.
Death God Hela stood high above in the sky.
She retracted the slightly dimmed Death God Scythe in her hand, while the dark divinity and shadow divinity left by Holder upon his fall transformed into two deep beams of black and gray light, returning to Hela's hand.
She gently clasped them and put away the divinities, her majestic gaze sweeping across the Netherworld undead confronting each other on the battlefield:
"The traitor Holder has fallen. In the name of the Netherworld Sovereign, I give you, the dark clansmen, a choice: submit... or face destruction..."
Her voice was solemn and majestic, resonating over the Netherworld, spreading far and wide.
