"Boom!"
With a roar like the wrath of the heavens, the Death Qi—transforming into countless pained faces—struck like a storm.
Where it passed, the air would rot.
Where it passed, the ground would wither to dust.
It was like a toxic gas that corroded the world itself, a conglomerate of all the filth between heaven and earth, carrying a terrifyingly dangerous aura as it enveloped the area where Shane and his companions were.
"Danger!"
Everyone, including Tielle and Cappelen, felt this emotion and realized they couldn't dodge in time; they could only instinctively raise their hands to shield their faces.
Of course, that was futile.
How could such meager resistance possibly fend off the terror of the Death Qi?
Fortunately, Shane took action.
"Grant·Dispel."
Shane flashed in front of Tielle and Cappelen, protecting the entire Broken Blade Knights behind him, and unleashed dispel magic against the incoming Death Qi Storm.
