Qin Chuan stepped through the rift and returned to the Magic City Stronghold.
He did not linger. He raised a hand and tapped the air before him.
An invisible command traveled through the stronghold's network and reached the central control system in an instant.
The metal floor at the center of the room slid silently apart, and a huge lift platform rose from below.
Piled high on it were all the highest-grade rare metals and energy crystals in the Magic City Stronghold's stores.
These strategic resources could have driven any major guild wild. Now they lay heaped together like trash, their mingled glow bathing the room in color.
Qin Chuan opened his palm. The pitch-black warhammer that had just formed from the Vulcan Authority appeared in his hand.
Its head had no sheen at all, like a black hole that could swallow everything.
He did not look at the materials. He merely closed his eyes, and his will spread outward like ripples across water.
In the training room, Dawn sat cross-legged.
The floor beneath him was covered in fine, web-like cracks.
His body kept splitting open, healing, then splitting open again.
The Divinity of [Flash Shadow] was working a complete revolution within him.
Just then, a voice sounded directly in his mind.
"Top floor. Now."
Dawn's eyes snapped open. His body stopped breaking down and reforming at once.
Without hesitation, he vanished from where he sat.
Elsewhere, Sword Master in the Snow stood amid the wreckage of a Gravity field. He swung his long blade again and again, producing no blade light, only invisible "slash marks" in the space ahead.
In Evergreen's chamber, black and gold Divinity intertwined. Under his guidance, death and Holy Light held a delicate balance.
Water God soaked in a bath of the most concentrated