The sun gradually sank, and orange-red light filtered through the thin clouds, spilling across this barren, corrupted land. The earth stretched out before Andesha Wendell, its black "ground" heaving like a tide. Filthy Great Waves surged forward, carrying madness and malice that seemed determined to devour every living thing, making the entire land tremble violently.
A dark-red flare rose into the sky and burst amid the clouds into a bloom of light even more brilliant than the sunset. Under its illumination, the defensive line built by the Winterwolf Knights seemed instantly plated in blazing radiance—then, in the next second, a howl like a forming hurricane rose from behind the positions, climbing from low to high until it became a rolling thunder.
Andesha turned to look behind her and saw vast swathes of runic light suddenly appear above the two hills on the northern and southern sides behind the Knight Order's encampment. Countless profound, intricate runes fell from the sky like torrential rain, forming a three-dimensional, ever-changing curtain of light around the hills. Then numerous Ring Belts split off around the rune curtain, creating an enormous matrix in the air. The twelve mana network power stations around the hills immediately began to roar as immense magical power gathered from the mana network and was transmitted through Broadcast Devices to the Battle Mage Corps' matrix. After a brief delay, the spell took shape.
The clouds were instantly ripped apart by immense force. Dozens of brilliant halos formed an unbroken "ocean" above the Knight Order's encampment. Heat waves churned within that ocean, and tens of thousands of searing laser beams poured down like rain, sweeping recklessly through the surging "Black Tide." Like a storm sweeping over snow, they left countless scorched limbs and fragments, along with red mist vaporized from flesh and blood,