The thousands of demons looked up.
Their faces changed instantly.
Even the most savage among them felt fear grip their hearts when they saw the endless golden crosses spread across the sky like stars of judgment. The purity of the light suppressed their demonic energy, the space concept sealed their escape routes, and the sheer number of constructs made resistance feel almost meaningless.
Some demons roared and released black flames toward the sky, some formed defensive shields around their bodies, some tried to tear open space and escape the dimension, while others charged toward Max in desperate fury, hoping to kill him before the attack descended.
But Max only lowered his hand.
"Fall."
The sky collapsed in golden light.
Countless cross-shaped constructs descended at once.
