A tornado that touched the sky roared madly as it spun, sweeping up everything on the ground.
Rubble, mud, and broken weapons were all swept up into it.
The entire sky was thrown into darkness by this murky tornado.
"Rise!"
Master Herast thrust his Magic Staff upward!
As if given a command, the massive tornado, carrying an unrivaled power, smashed violently into the River of Death formed from corpses!
The rampaging Hurricane Power instantly disrupted the Snake-man Priest's Magic.
The corpses, drawn by a strange power, lost control in the tornado's pull. Like fallen leaves in a tempest, they were frantically swept up and flung high into the sky!
Thousands of corpses tumbled and danced across the dim sky—a scene both spectacular and horrifying.
Beneath its white bone mask, the Snake-man Priest let out a hoarse, grating laugh.
The ghostly green flames of its eyes flickered. It raised its other hand, fingers splayed, and aimed at the rampaging tornado.
