The Elven Goddess, the experts of the Primeval Law Clan, and countless other onlookers all changed expression.
They felt an oppressive force so overwhelming it was almost stripping something away from them—enough to make them ready to flee at any moment.
Every pair of eyes locked onto that blade—Black Shark's Fang—as it continued to expand, its scarlet radiance growing ever more piercing. Deep dread settled into every heart.
Above an Artifact of Authority came a World Relic… and above that, an Origin Artifact.
An Origin Artifact was a supreme treasure born alongside the very source of cosmic rules and order—bearing power beyond comprehension.
A single strike could shatter the structure of the universe itself. It could directly interfere with, even sever, the threads of fate—erasing an enemy from the root of existence.
