Now she was only thankful that she had listened to her father's advice...
Anjie, at the center of the explosion, let out a painful howl, her entire body feeling as if it was covered in burning tar!
It wasn't a true Chaos Chosen after all, just a puppet manipulated by the Dominator, with strength only slightly above silver, not yet reaching gold!
Regardless, that wasn't a destructive power it could withstand...
The aftermath of the explosion gradually faded, leaving the scene in ruins. Rubble and broken walls piled up like mountains, and the air was thick with the pungent smell of gunpowder and dust.
The third floor of the maze had been completely damaged, forming a downward slope, conveniently close to the maze core of the fourth floor below.
Perhaps, to bring the corrosion of Chaos as close as possible to the maze core, someone in the shadows had deliberately chosen this battlefield.
With his enticing whispers.
