Azazel's eyes were razor sharp as he fixed his focus on the force field protecting the heart of RainbowSky Heaven. It had been more than an hour since the barrage from the Scarlet King and the other three ArchDeities began. Everything outside the barrier had already been obliterated—temples, mountains, seas, and fortresses turned into molten ruin beneath the ceaseless storm conjured by the forces of the Scarlet Path.
"How are they doing this!?" Dionisio roared, his voice cracking with fury and disbelief.
