Dark red pillars of light were like flowing filthy blood, spraying countless scarlet motes of light.
The holy white radiance pouring from the giant Rowan Tree was like something corroded by strong acid the instant it touched those splashing scarlet motes, eaten away at once into a murky scarlet halo.
The scarlet halo spread outward, and wherever it passed, the white light's collapse suddenly intensified.
The dark red pillars of light kept spewing scarlet motes without end. The radiance that had once occupied the sky retreated inch by inch, like a white cloth corroded full of holes, ready to fall apart at any moment.
Seeing the raging scarlet halo spread rapidly with unstoppable force, bearing straight down on the crown of the Rowan Tree hanging high in the sky, Vizet suddenly raised his Wand and swung it downward.
The swaying halo around the Rowan Tree abruptly solidified, turning into an indestructible barrier that clashed fiercely with the onrushing scarlet halo.
At the same time that the scarlet halo was eroding the sky, sudden changes also broke out on the streets.
The captured members of the Isaiah Society and the Magical creatures had already fallen unconscious, but when the dark red pillars of light rose, they inexplicably opened their eyes.
Their expressions were identical, filled with pain and savagery. Their features twisted like crumpled paper, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably, convulsing violently as if in spasms.
The surroundings seemed filled with an invisible force, silent yet brutally domineering, which was using an extremely crude method to extract something from inside their bodies.
Serena Pendragon's face was taut as she raised her Wand alongside her companions and cast magic on the captives, trying to determine the source of the abnormality.
At the same time, the pendant at her chest was also ringing