Cold.
When the eight High Table Knights first broke free of the ground and entered the vacuum, the first thing they felt was the coldness of space.
Though their bodies could fully withstand such an environment, like camels in a desert falling into the sea, they still had to flail about a few times before adapting.
Then, the unshielded Solar Storm rapidly heated their bodies.
By the time they had adjusted to the vacuum and weightlessness and stabilized themselves, it was already too late.
"You bastard, you're not the Chief at all! Who the hell are you?"
Magic Eye adjusted his position and roared, but the moment he opened his mouth, his voice could not travel through the vacuum.
Even so, Li Aoz could roughly guess what the other man was thinking.
He stood in space with his back to the sun. His five-and-a-half-meter body was swallowed by shadow against the light, making those flame-like eyes shine with an even more breathtaking deep blue.
Li Aoz said nothing. He merely tilted his head slightly, and a rift immediately tore open beside him. A resplendent golden avenue spread out in an instant, pouring from the cracks of dimensional space like a burst dam and sweeping up all eight High Table Knights.
"Mm, that aura. No wonder Layer Abyss issued a summons."
Tap, tap, tap...
In the vacuum of space, a crisp set of footsteps suddenly echoed.
Click.
The golden avenue shattered inch by inch, collapsing into fundamental photon particles that scattered in every direction. A lazy-looking woman in loose robes, her blue hair trailing to her heels, strolled leisurely to Li Aoz's side and remarked, "Tsk, tsk. The Void's little dogs have actually stretched their claws this far. Looks like that Level 5 Silent Uncontact incident wasn't an accident."
As she