As Elder Clone's four Primordial Puppets advanced, the horde of Star Beasts tried to stop him, but it was obviously all for naught.
Hundreds of Star Beasts died with every swipe of the gigantic skeletons hands.
It couldn't even be called a battle, it was more like playing a game called 'smashing'.
At least that's what Nova, who was on the shoulder of one of the four skeletons, thought after seeing this scene.
'The Skeleton Puppet isn't even trying, but the Star Beasts don't have any way to resist them. What to say about them, even I would be in the same position as the poor beasts...'
Nova sighed when he witnessed the destructive power wielded by a Primordial Stage. Even if Elder Clone mentioned that his Puppets were weaker than a Primordial of the same Stage, where there were numbers, there was power.
Especially because one of the four was a Middle Primordial Stage.
