—Whoosh!
A gale howled past his ears.
Nagai was frantic. Even the heavens seemed determined to oppose him—the wind that had risen at some unknown moment was blowing the toxins in the very direction he needed to go.
At that moment, it was as if he were racing against fate itself!
He wanted to stop the toxins from spreading, but how could one person's strength possibly contend with nature?
Thick clouds had gathered in the sky, while violent winds surged in from behind like rolling waves.
"That is..."
Nagai clenched his teeth, sensing the chaotic electromagnetic signals coming from behind him.
Someone was fighting there!
Someone skilled in Magnetic Force was fighting!
There was no need to think about who could cause such a spectacle.
Bai Xing and Sato!
Nagai hoped Bai Xing could kill Sato like last time. Better yet, he hoped Bai Xing could seal him away and prevent him from resurrecting again.
Yet he also hated that they had chosen to fight at a time like this.
Even though this place was already extremely far away, it had still been caught up in it.
The gale had formed because the aftermath of their battle had stirred the winds and clouds, spreading outward.
It was like a meteor crashing into the deep sea—the monstrous waves it created could still deal devastating blows to coastal regions even thousands of kilometers away.
Nagai stood atop a long, flat sheet of iron, carrying himself rapidly forward.
Just then, he heard chaos below.
The poisonous gas drifted into a village with the wind, and the villagers were desperately fleeing.
Yet they still could not escape the invisible, formless poison gas.
As he watched villagers collapse one after another, Nagai suddenly realized they looked familiar.
They were the very villagers who had gone