A powerful sound shook both the Abyss World and the Elf World.
"What happened in the mist?"
Everyone looked over.
The thick mist shrouded everything, reducing visibility to mere shadows of vast, indistinct figures.
But everyone understood.
It must be Elis trying to open the coffin, causing some unforeseen change.
Perhaps the Abyss Tyrant, desecrating the ancient Demigod's remains, had awakened something extraordinary, implicating the entire Abyss World.
"This battle is practically a gamble with the fate of the nation."
Sylph watched the scene and sighed with mixed feelings.
Elis was daring, caring not for the fate of the Abyss... forcibly controlling the Abyssal Gods, burning life away.
If she died outside, the Abyss World would be entirely emptied out.
In fairness, this new Abyss Tyrant's massacre of surface races, even killing the three main Abyss Dominators—former Monarchs—wasn't too significant.
Just a few people, it didn't harm the Abyss fundamentally.
