The Space Channels opened by the Moment of Utmost Darkness twisted into shape before them.
At the other end, the bizarre patchwork landscape of the Far North Icefield was gone.
Qin Chuan stepped through first, and the others followed close behind.
The moment they landed, however, everyone stopped.
They were on the outskirts of the Magic City Stronghold. The coordinates were exact.
But the scene before them was utterly unfamiliar.
The abandoned city that had once surrounded the stronghold had vanished. In its place stretched endless, rolling yellow-brown hills.
The land had been remade, as though an invisible giant hand had wiped the terrain clean and drawn it anew.
Boom!
A muffled explosion sounded nearby, pulling everyone back to the present.
The Magic City Stronghold's energy shield flickered violently. Beyond it surged a dark tide.
An endless horde of Beastfolk.
There were wolf-headed warriors, minotaur brutes over three meters tall, heavily armored Lionfolk, and enormous war mammoths.
They formed an unstoppable flood, hurling themselves against the stronghold's defenses.
"Did Apocalypse move the entire Beastfolk race right onto our doorstep?"
Disbelief filled Dies Martin's voice.
Alesha extended her Divine Sense, feeling the laws that governed this newly appeared land.
"This region has only just appeared, so its laws are extremely chaotic. The gods' power will be restricted to some extent."
"Fortunately, that works both ways. It affects us, but the Beast Gods won't have an easy time either."
Tiga Lingyu and Song Ling looked down at the battlefield. Their newfound power surged through them, stirring a desire to fight.
Along the stronghold's defensive line, the members of Apex Guild were fighting for their lives.
Season Star's Destroyer Mecha unleashed its full firepower. Missiles poured from its shoulder launchers, blasting swaths of Beastfolk to charred remains.
Another Annihilator Mecha used its massive