The ripples of divine might left by the fleeing gods had yet to fade from the void.
Qin Chuan drew in his surging shadows. That exhilarating battle had given him fresh insight into controlling his power, especially his use of Space Law.
But he did not linger over his victory.
"We can't delay any longer in Magic City," Qin Chuan said.
With a thought, a Teleportation Passage began to take shape.
His journey through the Land of Divine Remains, especially the process of guiding the Blood Shadow Sovereign to master Spatial Divine Authority, had transformed his understanding of Space Law.
The teleportation ability of Moment of Utmost Darkness now answered his will with far greater ease.
"Let's go," Qin Chuan said.
The two deities had no objections.
The next instant, all three vanished without the slightest disturbance in space.
Magic City Stronghold.
Thick smoke and the stench of blood still hung in the air. Shrill alarms mingled with roaring energy, painting an apocalyptic scene of war.
Season Star's eyes were bloodshot. She directed the battlefronts in a hoarse voice while splitting her attention to control the Mechanical Constructs. The mental strain was immense.
Night Cherry Tangle sat cross-legged in a corner, his face pale. His Judgment Shadow Blade stood angled into the floor beside him, its Dark Gold Divine Patterns and deep Shadow Runes dim. He had clearly spent a great deal of strength.
His slaying of a God-Tier Archangel had rallied everyone, but the cost had been heavy.
Suddenly, a barely perceptible ripple passed through the command tower.
Three figures appeared without a sound, as though they had been standing there all along.
"Guild leader!"
Season Star whipped around. At the sight of that familiar figure, disbelief and joy lit up her exhausted face, pitching her voice higher.