Meanwhile, in every corner of Lord World, the members of the FSC Alliance were already poised for action.
One after another, they rushed to the sealed locations of various Void Gates, unleashing the long-slumbering Evil God Power and Void Creatures together.
In an instant, eerie purple rifts burst open across the ground like savage wounds tearing the earth apart. A black mist, thick with the stench of rust and cloying sweetness, gushed from the rifts before surging into a raging torrent.
Countless twisted Void Creatures swarmed out right after, the sharp SCRAPE of their claws on rock and the dull THUD of their viscous limbs colliding weaving into a cacophony. It felt as if the entire world was about to tremble under the impact of this Power of Chaos.
Terrifyingly,
these players from the FSC Alliance all bore the mark of the Blessing of the Evil God.
