Burning maiden-eating trees, delivering witty-one liners that you’ll regret later and throwing the political balance multiversal so far off that it’ll probably result in so much war and death. So much of the stuff. Enough to. Yeah man. Lots of dying and corpses and change, hopefully for the better. That’s the family business.
In any case, this is definitely going to make this one of the more memorable parties on this spoke of the Wheel. I’d bet my shorts on it.
Also, might’ve said this before, but Allison looks 54.2 times better with brown hair. Like, man. So much better.
To create first you need to destroy old order. System in the multiverse is so rotten to the core that you need to destroy it compeletly, let it collaps on itself to be able to start anew and made something better.
I had hoped Allison would drain it trunk dry but osmosis and destruction reigning calls for a feast! To the end of all and beginning of new! Let cast aside the card of death in our wake!
…Moreover, Mottom turned someone *else* into a peach tree at the end of the last chapter, so she’s not even right. She could continue on just as she was, without all the gratuitous girl-murdering and guilt, if she cared to.
A warning, young heir. You may find the fruit of a rebellious peasant and the fruit of a dead god fatted on a lifetime’s suffering, watered by the lifeblood of maidens, his unholy facsimile of life maintained only by the careful maintenance of his sorceress queen and murderess?
Tree dies in a pyre. Mottom dies as her age catches back on her, and her will no longer keeps the palace in the sky. The palace, falls, killing everyone. Alison is not being dismissive when she says that everybody dies. Everybody dies, and it happens because she kills them!
The grip of death loosens to the willing, and tightens to the reluctant. Those who would dare defy the natural order of things would soon find death’s hand quite strong.
Burning maiden-eating trees, delivering witty-one liners that you’ll regret later and throwing the political balance multiversal so far off that it’ll probably result in so much war and death. So much of the stuff. Enough to. Yeah man. Lots of dying and corpses and change, hopefully for the better. That’s the family business.
In any case, this is definitely going to make this one of the more memorable parties on this spoke of the Wheel. I’d bet my shorts on it.
Also, might’ve said this before, but Allison looks 54.2 times better with brown hair. Like, man. So much better.
That wager, I would take on semantic grounds.
Reputation and memory differ, on the subject of witnesses.
What colour are the shorts? mine are black
Al-YISUN is perpetually changing everything around her. Grab some popcorn, and get ready for the ride has only just begun!
To create first you need to destroy old order. System in the multiverse is so rotten to the core that you need to destroy it compeletly, let it collaps on itself to be able to start anew and made something better.
I had hoped Allison would drain it trunk dry but osmosis and destruction reigning calls for a feast! To the end of all and beginning of new! Let cast aside the card of death in our wake!
I agree on the hair, and I bet it’s intentional.
It doesn’t seem like Nadia knows quite what to do next. Our hero does, though – after victory, retreat!
Most anticlimactic defeat of a tyrant ever.
Well. She was the starter boss.
That’s the best advice I’ve ever heard.
No regrets, Heir. Only conquest.
*conquests
Please, do not insult the Rising King.
Conquest, no hair, only regrets?
Classic Hero.
Set fire to everything with a weapon of unimaginable power.
Toss out a witty one liner.
Run away.
Just some adventurer forethought. I mean you don’t stick around to see if the bid bad was a load bearing boss.
Especially when you already know for sure she is one.
Considering Nadia said she literally holds up the whole city with her will alone…
Yeah, load-bearing.
Now.. the Angels, and Cio, and Maya, and everyone along with her, shall all crash into one another right in front of Allison.
More than likely.
…Moreover, Mottom turned someone *else* into a peach tree at the end of the last chapter, so she’s not even right. She could continue on just as she was, without all the gratuitous girl-murdering and guilt, if she cared to.
Perhaps the fruit of a former Demiurge is more potent.
That assumes that Prior Sor’s fruit has the same effectiveness, I imagine that a dead demiurge has far more potency than a mere monk.
Not all peaches are the peaches of immortality.
A warning, young heir. You may find the fruit of a rebellious peasant and the fruit of a dead god fatted on a lifetime’s suffering, watered by the lifeblood of maidens, his unholy facsimile of life maintained only by the careful maintenance of his sorceress queen and murderess?
Not precisely equal in potency.
Majesty crumbles, trees struggle. Life is overcoming and contest and to be stilled is to die.
Death is lamented, but only by those who live.
I love this comic. God bless you Abby.
Geez, Mottom.
Get over it already.
I like how she has moments of insanity and lucidity interwoven between themselves. Pretty neat.
You get that old, you can’t help but get crazy as well.
Sometimes you’ve got to use tough love.
Is Alice-UN just noping the fuck out of here? Because she better should.
Even the Demiurges can die an fall into the void. So says Al-YS-UN
To live is to die, to die is to live.
Immortality is a cycle.
Tell me, this paradox, what does it weigh?
Does it speak to roundness or regress?
Both are endless but I think neither comes this way.
Is death but life or vice versa?
Might they both be the two sides of a Möbius band?
Motioned but Directionless? Or Inverse?
The ol’ smite and flight.
Methinks Mother Om’s force of will just crumbled.
Is this considered a hit and run?
or maybe
dine and dash
The Raiding King
Juggernaut Star incoming!!
Tree dies in a pyre. Mottom dies as her age catches back on her, and her will no longer keeps the palace in the sky. The palace, falls, killing everyone. Alison is not being dismissive when she says that everybody dies. Everybody dies, and it happens because she kills them!
Kill Six Billion Party Guests
The question is whether they live in that time and if after their death they live on in people’s memories.
Well said.
Fear not death but the life un-lived.
I’m thinking this is the kind of thing that could break the stalemate with Big Red.
More likely than not, in his favour.
Most certainly. But broad and deep is the chasm that separates ‘you will be victorious’ and ‘you have won.’
Wow, harsh.
Rest well, o sweet Mottom.
Ah, but I do envy her. How hard I’ve struggled for more than a glimmer of nothing!
please stop struggling
you’ll break something
like your face
yet again
User…number checks out.
Maybe you should retreat more instead of charging
The grip of death loosens to the willing, and tightens to the reluctant. Those who would dare defy the natural order of things would soon find death’s hand quite strong.
And this is why you do not reveal your only source of indefinite life to a complete stranger.
HAIL.