"Argh!"
Countless piercing screams rang out, accompanied by the dense sound of breaking bones. The Cultists' bodies were crushed, pinned flat against the ground.
"What... what is this Superpower?"
The Pope's expression changed drastically. Dark purple Energy erupted from him, forming a barrier in an attempt to resist the Gravity.
But it was utterly useless. The Gravity Field was like a giant net, penetrating everything and tightening its grip.
"We've prepared for so many years! How can the ritual fail?! Absolutely not!"
He roared at the sky, his hands rapidly forming a Sealing Technique. At the center of the altar, the dark purple crystal flared with brilliant light.
The connection was re-established, and the Rift showed signs of expanding once more.
Ian's eyes were filled with contempt. 'A futile effort.'
He made a grasping motion with his right hand. Deep within his chest, the crimson Light Core began to spin, faster and faster.
