In his final moments inside the mortal realm, Seere's arm lifted, coating his lance in powerful black energy, which crackled and formed lightning bolts arcing from its tip.
When Asura heard his last threatening words, the Abyssal Monarch tossed the spear towards Asura, intending to kill him. "Die, you wretch!"
With the divine cage slamming shut, the threat was over—however, the spear, covered in devastating abyssal magic, tore through the sky and hurled towards Asura.
As it approached, time slowed to a crawl.
'I am in danger... but if I don't block this attack, Mu Xue and the others are in danger!' he thought urgently as he looked behind him, where the buildings of the empire already looked damaged and covered in flames. Even though he couldn't see them, Asura was completely calm. He would protect them, no matter what!
