The black dome was still intact.
But now it was no longer just darkness—
it had become a cage.
The air was unnaturally heavy.
With every breath, it felt as if something was being pulled out of me—
slowly… but continuously.
Without realizing it, I clenched my fists.
The Red Moon remained fixed above.
Not moving.
Not dimming.
Pulsating.
Alive.
Its red light struck the inner surface of the black dome and spread in all directions,
and with that light, my body began to tremble slightly.
For the first time, I realized—
my legs were shaking.
This wasn't fear.
It was something below fear—
helplessness.
Royal Knights were present everywhere.
Their armor was still shining, their swords still in their hands—
but their movement…
was no longer as fast as before.
Lack of mana.
I truly understood that word for the first time.
Roshan's tentacles waved through the air.
This time, they weren't random.
They were striking selectively.
And yet—
in the middle of all this—
one man was still moving forward without stopping.
Narco Desk.
Not even for a moment did his speed decrease.
Roshan's tentacles lunged toward him—
and Narco sliced through them with his speed and pushed ahead.
A rain of punches landed on Roshan.
Straight. Heavy. Controlled punches.
Each strike carried years of experience.
Roshan wasn't backing down either.
His tentacles snapped toward Narco like lightning—
and Narco narrowly dodged them while counterattacking.
At that moment…
he was the only man
who could confront Roshan head-on.
But then—
From Roshan's back,
two more tentacles burst out.
His speed increased even further.
Using his tentacles, he slashed across Narco's chest, carving a deep wound.
Blood began to flow heavily.
Now Roshan was striking wildly in every direction.
Tentacles tore through the air, attacking from all sides.
And from his mouth, the same sentence kept pouring out—
"Eyes the justice…
Eyes the justice…
Eyes the justice…"
He repeated it again and again.
Like a chant.
Or an obsession.
Narco's eyes narrowed.
I could see it—
he was slowly reading Roshan's speed.
And then…
Narco's speed changed.
He began attacking Roshan at the same speed
at which Roshan was attacking him.
The fight between the two became so fast
that it was hard even to follow with the eyes.
Their movement caused the air inside the black dome to start spinning.
Faster.
And faster.
The pressure of the wind increased so much
that it felt as if a storm
had formed inside the dome.
But Roshan…
he kept repeating the same words—
"Eyes the justice…"
Then—
my breath caught.
Suddenly, I felt as if some invisible force
was tightening around my throat.
Something…
was trying to enter inside me.
I tried to jerk backward—
but my body didn't respond.
At that very moment—
a Royal Knight stepped in front of me.
His sword cut through the air—
straight. Precise.
It felt as if
the thing I couldn't see,
that Knight could see clearly.
Gasping, I asked—
"What… just happened?"
The Royal Knight looked at me.
For a moment.
Then, without saying anything,
he looked away.
At the same time—
two zombies were about to pounce on a Noble Family
when Roshan substituted himself with one of them.
But—
the zombie standing beside him
suddenly exploded.
A violent blast.
Smoke.
Fire.
Roshan's clothes were completely burned away.
Pain was clearly visible on his body.
But—
he still didn't stop.
He picked up a wine bottle lying on the ground.
He filled it with lightning.
And with all his strength,
he hurled it toward the Noble Families.
Three Royal Knights
stood directly in front of them.
The bottle reached them
and exploded under the pressure of lightning.
The Royal Knights didn't try to dodge.
They tried to disrupt the attack
with their swords.
But—
the shards of glass
were so heavily charged with electricity
that they tore through the armor.
The fragments
pierced into their bodies.
They had turned themselves into shields—
to protect the Noble Families.
After that—
a Royal Knight pulled out a silver thread
from near his hand.
He handed that thread
to another Knight.
There was only one intent in their eyes—
to charge from both sides
and cut Roshan
into two pieces.
But—
then the scene changed.
Outside the domain, the situation was no less than a battlefield.
Police and Royal Knights were stationed all around Blackwood Palace,
but their concern wasn't Roshan—
their real concern was what was clearly visible in the sky.
A massive black dome.
So large that it was impossible to ignore.
So stable that it didn't look like an illusion.
"If an ordinary civilian sees this…"
an officer's voice trembled.
"…there will be chaos in the capital."
This wasn't a small incident.
This was a sight that had to be concealed—
at any cost.
Then—
two more Royal Knights arrived at high speed.
The emblem engraved on their armor was unmistakable—
the Voltar Family.
A few moments later, a carriage stopped.
A middle-aged man stepped down.
Henry Voltar.
Representative of the Voltar family.
The Voltar family had arrived late to the party.
The moment his eyes fell on the black dome,
the expression on his face changed.
This wasn't about being late to a party.
This was a sign of something seriously wrong.
Without wasting time, Henry sent his family
back home.
He understood—
this place was no longer safe.
He was still assessing the situation when—
another carriage arrived.
But this wasn't an ordinary carriage.
The symbol engraved on it
seemed to flutter even in the strong wind.
Wind God's Church.
The door opened.
A man stepped down.
With his mere presence,
the flow of air changed.
Darius.
A Paragon of the Wind God's Church.
He looked upward—
and after chanting,
expanded his Domain.
In an instant—
another Domain came into existence.
Twice the size of Roshan's Domain.
It completely enveloped the black dome.
Now, if any outsider looked,
they would see only one thing—
a fake, motionless, 3D projection
of Blackwood Palace.
A perfect deception.
The situation was somewhat under control.
At the same time—
a Royal Knight on horseback
rode away from the palace at full speed.
After some time,
he reached his destination.
The Church of the Goddess of Knowledge and Light.
He went straight inside.
Without stopping.
Before the Arch Bishop present there,
he reported the entire incident—
Blackwood Palace.
The black Domain.
The Arch Bishop's face turned pale.
Without saying a word,
he stepped backward.
Then he turned
and went into a sealed room inside the church.
At the center of that room
was a glass-like spherical globe.
He placed his hand on it.
He began Divination.
His consciousness started peering into the Domain.
But—
in the very next moment—
before his eyes,
a massive black eye opened.
Wrinkled.
Alive.
Blood was dripping
from its surface.
The Arch Bishop couldn't even scream.
Blood began flowing from his eyes.
Staggering,
he broke the Divination.
This was no ordinary Paragon.
This was—
a disaster.
He immediately gave the order—
"Gather all Royal Knights.
Immediately.
This time…
we've collided with something far bigger."