Boom.
The starry skies trembled endlessly.
Ancient constellations dimmed one after another as colossal shadows emerged throughout the universe.
Each shadow stretched across several light years.
Massive eyes opened within the darkness.
Cold.
Savage.
Primordial.
Boom.
The Starry Behemoths had arrived.
The surrounding galaxies shook violently beneath their pressure.
Some resembled gigantic serpents woven from nebulae.
Others possessed bodies formed from black star-metal scales.
Several looked like monstrous whales drifting through the cosmos itself.
Boom.
Every movement distorted gravity across millions of miles.
These were apex predators of the starry skies.
Existences capable of devouring worlds casually.
Boom.
Yet facing such terrifying creatures—
Situ merely stood silently.
The Grandmist infant rested calmly within one arm.
Gray-black aura flowed quietly around his crystalline body.
His double-pupiled Grandmist Eyes gazed toward the behemoths coldly.
Boom.
