"Did it succeed?"
Sensing the changes in the Dark Pyramid, the Marquises were overjoyed and redoubled their efforts to hold back the approaching Royal Guardians, while the Ninth Ranks from Door in the Pupil were responsible for maintaining the Magic Array.
"Not yet. It will take around ten more minutes for the Seal to be completely lifted."
After observing the changes in the Dark Pyramid, Gray Mist shook his head, but gave a precise countdown.
Meanwhile, as the domains of the Marquises and Royal Guardians collided, the scattered Rule Power fluctuations caused the dark red light flashing across the Dark Pyramid's surface to grow increasingly rapid, like hungry piranhas continuously provoked by the scent of blood.
Led by gray, the Royal Guardians expanded the Rule Domains of several Ninth Rank Limit beings, forming an enormous pale-gray spherical Force Field in an attempt to destroy the Altar and prevent the Seal from continuing to collapse.
The Marquises were no less willing to yield. While expanding their domains to resist the infiltration, they released their Ninth-Rank true forms one after another, transforming into enormous Blood Eye Azure Dragons, crystal Giants, and other creatures as they launched frenzied attacks at the Royal Guardians in the sky.
At the core battlefield where the two sides clashed, space was wantonly twisted and divided like clay. The Dream World and material world overlapped and intertwined, melting into indescribable colors.
Meanwhile, Landon and the others, who had only just escaped, had temporarily been forgotten by everyone.
"What should we do, Lord Dark Raven? It seems we're trapped now. Is there any Secret Art that can get us out of here?"
At that moment, Landon's group was hiding within a Folded Space created by the Secret Art of Lord Dark Raven, their old grandpa companion. They watched the