Bologue didn't even have time to think. As the blinding light flashed by, dazzling lightning pierced through his chest. Then, the frozen lightning exploded, tens of thousands of thunderbolts tearing apart Bologue's insides from within, fiercely assaulting his Rectangular Soul Critical and his own Etherealization, performing an extreme Ethereum Mutual Exclusion.
The electric current flashed by swiftly like a horde of gleaming snakes, everything happened so quickly, so quickly that Bologue's thoughts were still set on attacking.
So, amid the sound of metal collapsing, serrated blades spewed sparks, forcibly slicing through Trick's heavy armor, shredding the jagged plates.
In Trick's incredulous gaze, the Immortal Armor on his body was decaying at a visible rate, its Extraordinary nature being stripped away, the metal itself crumbling at the microscopic level, like the bark of an old tree peeling away, plate after plate shattering into rusty iron scraps.
