The silent air gradually spread.
At this moment, neither Angel nor Laplace spoke. They had no mind to bother with those stray monsters anymore, merely gazing quietly at the sky as they waited for this wave of purgers to arrive.
They did not have to wait long before a rift was torn open in the sky.
When Angel saw the size of the spatial rift, he frowned slightly.
Compared with the rift initially torn open by the previous monster horde, this spatial rift was clearly much larger. That meant that while the number of monsters arriving this time was still unknown, their size would likely surpass that of the previous monsters.
The only question was how much bigger they would be.
If the rift continued spreading and even tore apart the entire sky, they would have no choice but to run.
Angel kept his eyes fixed on the rift, cautiously watching it expand... Yet something unexpected happened. Aside from its initial appearance, the rift did not widen any further?
Normally, a spatial rift would continuously struggle to grow larger, only gradually shrinking once all the purgers had entered.
But this spatial rift had opened with a massive two-hundred-meter tear, then stopped expanding?
That was far smaller than the roughly four-hundred-meter rift the previous monster horde had ultimately created!
The worry in Angel's eyes gradually shifted. The one sent this time probably was not some colossal beast either, right? Right?
Could he use God's perspective now to see what the purger beyond the void looked like?
When energy fluctuations had appeared in the void, Angel had quietly withdrawn his gaze. He was worried that if a colossal beast appeared and caught his gaze, it might lock onto him, leaving him without even a chance to flee.
Thus, Angel actually had no