Four hundred miles away, a member of the Traitorous Scripture Society named Heart looked suspiciously at the blood-red blotch that had suddenly appeared in the distance. Like a line stretching from afar to near, it landed upon him.
The enormous lump of flesh on his chest was radiating purple light. His entire body was shrouded in a layer of purple mist as he flew swiftly through the sky.
The purple mist could distort his form and aura, temporarily keeping him from being noticed.
Yet this blood-red blotch had appeared for no reason, giving him a dreadful premonition. He flew even faster with all his might.
But after only a few breaths, an unfamiliar and powerful aura suddenly came from far behind him, moving at nearly several times his current speed.
Heart's expression changed. The instant he sensed that aura, he grabbed the lump of flesh on his chest without hesitation.
With a pop, the lump exploded and released even more purple mist. His whole body glittered with purple radiance, while the surrounding space twisted as though breathing.
Countless tiny tendrils stretched out from the other end of some unknown space, wrapping around his body and dragging him bit by bit into the warped space.
But compared to the approaching aura behind him, it was far too slow.
"Faster! Faster!"
Heart gritted his teeth and rapidly burned his own Mana and blood, trying to accelerate the process.
This was his trump card for escape. Once used, it would leave him weakened for a long time. This had nothing to do with the price paid, but was caused by the burden of burning himself to the very limit. Even an Innate Flesh Scourge could not suppress it.
But just as half his body had entered the distorted space, a black shadow shot