Swoosh!!
Souta pierced through the veil of the formation, and at once, a crushing force wrapped around his body. The pressure was immense—thick like molten iron—restricting his movements and slowing the flow of his energy.
But he didn't hesitate.
He raised his sword, crimson arcs of lightning crawling up its edge.
Crackle—!!
A torrent of blood-colored lightning exploded outward, tearing through the air. The blast ripped a gaping hole through the massive floating land, shaking the entire structure.
Boom!!
Chunks of burning debris rained down as Souta stepped through the breach. The air shimmered with violent energy as his perception spread like a storm, sweeping through several layers of the stronghold in an instant.
But he couldn't see it all. The web of formations and runes that covered the fortress resisted his probing, distorting his senses.
He clicked his tongue. 'As expected…'
