Five percent.
The default state I had decided to handle most battles in was the stage zero, the stage where exactly five percent of the strength that I possessed would be released.
Keeping it sealed at all times with my authority was even better, but considering the frequency I would be using it with, the effects from that would be less too.
The hair that had turned black smoothly fell on the back of my head while the now black pupils gazed up at the flying clone that struck the body of Invasion Navy.
Screams left the Invasion Navy in the voice of the ones above. A level of speech incomprehensible by lesser beings.
I pointed my hand at it and muttered.
"s̸̞̓h̷͇͛u̶͓̽t̵̥͊ ̷̺̈́u̵̪̒p̴̟̋ ̷͜͝a̷̹̾n̴͕͐d̷̢́ ̵̨̆c̶͔̕o̶̲͌m̶̞̈́ė̵̝."
The Outer God merged into one. It could finally break free of the chains of 'concept' constricting it and use its abilities to the fullest.
Its mouth tore open from the front of its face as a beam of pure light came hurtling down at once.
