On the other side, Earth.
In a massive crater.
Lamba Asura collapsed to the ground, his body blue-green and overflowing with a toxic light. The fierce Poison of Kalahala, like flames, burned his body, bringing endless agony.
"It hurts so much! I'm going to die!"
"I'm not willing to accept this!"
"I must have revenge!"
Lamba Asura lay on the ground, his features twisted fiercely as he let out a painful scream.
Biting down hard, he suddenly bit his tongue tip. His sharp teeth pierced through the tongue, blood surged forth, bead by bead, as remnants of power infused into it.
The next moment, this blood burst out like a fountain.
"I must have revenge!"
Lamba Asura opened his mouth wide, howling, and his body darkened and swelled, turning into a pitch-black charcoal sculpture.
His body had already died.
But in this final moment, his despair, unwillingness, and anger surged out from his body, drilling into the pool of crimson blood.
