This is a tug-of-war of spectacular scale.
The location of the tug-of-war is in the sky; on one side is a massive hand emerging from the void, and on the other, a blue Great Kun swimming out from the Tower.
The rope used for the contest is twisted from spatial vortices, invisible and without substance, yet even more durable than any tangible rope.
The gusts whipped up by the fish fins and the massive hand howled, slashing in all Eight Directions, turning trees and houses within hundreds of meters to dust under this violent breath. Terrifying heatwaves flowed from that spatial vortex rope, as if to melt the entire World.
The Array of the Land of Desolation was activated once more.
Invisible ripples surged again, the rope connecting, the great net unfolding to bind the blue fish and lift it upwards.
