Whoosh——
The strong wind came head-on, making it impossible for an ordinary person to open their eyes.
Suddenly falling, Aiven, who was in mid-air, could already smell a familiar formula, the standard configuration in many secret realms— the "No-fly Zone".
In his line of sight, apart from some indigenous humans and physical demons, those evil spirits with innate flying abilities were also falling like stones.
Aiven could only hold Angie tightly to his chest, preparing to activate the Activated Spiritual Light just before the hard landing to create a gust of reverse wind, ensuring a safe landing for both of them.
Since escaping wasn't an option, he had to start planning for this game filled with evil ghosts and evil spirits, which was bound to be extremely dangerous.
Until...
Pop!
Soon, the two broke through a layer of white mist-like membrane, leaving a long trail behind them, with countless "meteors" also descending in the same space beside them.
