Satan moved with tremendous speed, cutting across the skies of the Dark Blood Realm like a blazing comet. The aura of the Scarlet King, combined with that of the three Royal Guards, was more than enough to ensure that no Omen Beast or wandering Blutlinie dared to approach their path.
However, the creatures of the realm were not their only concern.
The Dark Blood Realm was infamous for its violent natural phenomena—forces that appeared without warning and could not always be avoided.
Some regions were consumed by crimson sandstorms that roared with enough power to peel the skin from Archdeities. Others were filled with distorted mirages capable of trapping the consciousness of weaker Alpha-Omega Overgods, imprisoning their souls in endless illusions.
There were zones where gravity twisted unpredictably, rivers of condensed energy that burned like liquid fire, and storms of Omen fragments that could shatter spiritual defenses.
