Chapter 770: Realm of the Dead V
The soldiers fighting in the war looked up as the sky grew dark. The stronger ones tried to figure out the source of the crack that was swallowing the sky, but all their attacks were
absorbed by it.
They initially believed the dark side was responsible, but even the dark side was astonished by what they were seeing.
Both sides on the battlefield suspected each other of being the culprit, believing it to be a trick the enemy was using to gain the upper hand. This suspicion escalated the ongoing battles in the war.
Suddenly, for some reason, the few supreme ranks from the dark side still on the battlefield vanished, leaving only the weaker fighters to continue the battle. This sudden absence made those fighting to save the universe increasingly anxious.
But what happened next shocked both sides to their very core. The moment the crack, filled with violent crimson, dark, and golden sparks, consumed the sky over the entire Forsaken Land, it burst forth with a thunderous roar, unleashing a powerful suction force that surged outward.
Like a colossal wormhole, it began to consume everyone indiscriminately. The countless people fighting in the Forsaken Land cried out in terror as they were drawn into the massive crack, desperately trying to find their footing and thrust their weapons into the ground to
hold on.
Panic-stricken screams filled the air; even those from the dark side still battling in the war were horrified as they, too, were drawn in by the crack pulsing with energy.
Then, suddenly, Odiak's familiar voice resonated throughout the entire Forsaken Land, cutting through the chaos.
"All those who followed the gray sword, stood with James to fight for the universe. Don't resist; leave this land through the rift, for staying here any longer is dangerous! The gray sword on your clothing signifies your allegiance, and all who are aware of it will always be welcomed to gather and seek refuge until the seven elders have established a new base!"
The cries in the air lessen considerably when they hear the loud voice. Even if they don't recognize the voice, they are aware of the gray sword engraved on their armor.
This weapon symbolizes their strength. It was wielded in the past by an ancestor who was the first to stand against Azazeal. The sword never broke, even in battle against Azazeal. Ultimately, its owner was sealed away alongside all their companions in the Second Realm by Azazeal, never to be seen again, and the weapon was lost.
High above the floating islands, Jian silently observed the dark sky as those around him were pulled into the crack.
After hearing Odiak's voice, almost all the people on the floating islands allowed the crack to draw them in, leaving the area willingly and without resistance.
Jian's gaze shifted when he heard his name. He glanced toward Kelvin, Neon, and all the familiar faces he recognized as they gathered above an island, calling his name and trying to resist being swept away.
He knew he couldn't remain on the Forsaken Land much longer, as the force from the crack was becoming increasingly difficult to resist, even for him. He could have left alongside the group; however, he didn't depart immediately.
With lightning speed, he left his spot and reappeared before Kelvin, his childhood friend, wearing a wry smile.
"Sorry, bro. I promise we will train together until you reach the same rank as me. But I have something important to do, so I can't leave with you guys..."
Kelvin let out a chuckle. Even without knowing the details, he had a feeling that something significant had happened.
"It's okay. It's not like it's the first time you've broken a promise. Just stay safe."
Jian scratched his head and laughed with an apologetic smile. He nodded at Han, Lily, Lumi, and a few others he was familiar with before pausing to meet Neon's gaze.
Neon simply shook his shoulder. He wasn't worried about Kyle; he had already seen just how strong his little brother was. In fact, he was more concerned about the enemies.
"Kyle is way too strong and has grown up, so I am not too concerned about him. Just focus on staying alive yourself. Let's meet again after you're all done, but I'm pretty sure that's not happening anytime soon."
Jian's eyebrow twitched as he noticed the proud look in Neon's eyes.
He was tempted to tell Neon that Kyle was a crazy bastard and that he was completely sure Kyle was likely the one responsible for the crack in the sky! But he held back since he cared about that crazy bastard.
Jian watched as they all left. He was also being pulled into the crack, but he resisted and disappeared toward the seals. But he wasn't prepared for what he saw when he finally arrived before the seals. The land had shattered beyond recognition.
Amidst the devastation, only the supreme ranks floated while everyone else struggled to avoid being drawn toward the crack.
Ceano and Demain were battling against James and the seven elders. Alec and the others were assisting them while struggling to avoid being pulled into the sky. However, for some reason, all of them seemed weak-very, very weak. It was almost as if they had lost a big portion of their strength.
Jian rushed toward Alec and the others to help, only then did he realize why they were fighting the shadow generals.
Not just Ceano and Damien; everyone's eyes were fixed on the dark-haired human floating amidst the destruction, surrounded by a massive, dark array. On Kyle's side, the two seals were enveloped in icy flames.
Ceano's two bodies and Damien seemed resolute in their mission to obliterate the array surrounding Kyle. Meanwhile James, Alec, the seven elders, and the others were trying to stop them, aware that the human at the center of the array was maintaining control to keep it active and looked as if he would collapse at any moment.