This was simply a natural shift in the sky, but what truly astonished Sanders was still that inexplicable terrifying intent.
It seemed not to originate from any living being, it was merely the embodiment of a will!
The will of the flames! The will of the Abyss!
When Sanders first constructed the Witchcraft Garden on Illusion Demon Island, he had felt the will of the world. The pressure from such a will had been incredibly terrifying, but the will he was facing now was even more profound.
It was like facing the entire Abyss!
This feeling wasn’t exclusive to Sanders; all the creatures present sensed this will.
It was a majestic heavenly authority, full of dignity, which made one uncontrollably want to kneel.
And the source of this will… everyone’s gaze turned towards the top of the Void Tower, more precisely, towards the area inscribed by Aoluxiya!
Bang bang—
Enormous sounds awakened those who had nearly succumbed to that previous terrifying will.
Looking carefully, it was Komodo who, with a frenzied expression, continued to command the meteoric flames to slam ferociously against the Inscription!
At that moment, Monty, looking at the top of the Void Tower, seemed to realize something and said to those nearby, including Sinafa, “Help it smash! Hurry! We must break that pattern before its descent!”
Monty’s shout left everyone puzzled, but without asking further questions, they all sprang into action.
Sinafa transformed into her full form, sprouting wings, half white, half black. Terrifying intertwining forces of attraction and repulsion burst from her, surging towards the Inscription.
Issac’s fists blazed with black flames, with the phantom of a Black Dragon slowly rising, accompanied by its dragon roar. Issac threw his punches towards the Inscription.
Samantha’s Glazed Paradise and the projection of Illusory Spirits also rushed forward…
Everyone employed their most powerful attacks, joining with Komodo’s meteoric flames, bombing the Inscription relentlessly!
Afar, on the floating ice, a group of Wizards still hadn’t understood the situation at hand. Where did this sudden terrifying intent come from? Moreover, why did Lord Monty, who had not attacked the Inscription before, now gather others to strike it?
Rivetta, full of confusion, turned to the man beside her, “Mr. Luci, do you know the reason?”
Luci said nothing, simply summoning a wisp of wind with the wave of a hand.
The breeze brushed past the notebook in Rivetta’s hand, flipping through the densely written pages, and when the breeze ceased, the pages stopped turning.
Rivetta looked down.
This notebook was what she had used to record information and secrets after arriving in Lassudral, waiting to be published in “Glowing City Night Talk” once she returned to the Wizards’ Realm.
Now, the page that the notebook had opened to was precisely the information obtained when Kanter and Samantha went to find Angel.
‘The owner of the Hunting Museum, named Night, will soon Ascend the Throne.’