Flashing sparks of white light and sizzling arcs of violet lightning were ferociously eating away at the darkness pool at the core, like a drop of acid hitting a sheet of silk.
Just as the internal fight reached its peak, a terrifying transformation erupted at the surface.
The area William had pointed toward began to warp. The glowing monster gates suddenly dimmed, their light flickering like a dying candle. The endless stream of Scarlet Bears flooding out from them halted. It felt as though an invisible hand had reached out and flipped a master switch, cutting the power supply to the very fabric of the invasion.
And that was just the beginning.
In a radius stretching tens of miles—an area so vast it partially encompassed the territory surrounding the Blue Purgators' Floating Castle—the change was instantaneous and horrific for the monsters. Every Scarlet Bear within range suddenly stopped moving.
