Boom!
A tremendous roar rang out.
Facing the White-haired old man's provocation, the Judgement Society's prophet gazed coldly.
Waves of blood churned.
A surging scarlet waterspout pressed toward the pagoda. Everything it touched along the way was instantly reduced to dust.
"I will capture you."
"And lock you in prison."
His tone was very light.
Yet the words he spoke made the entire world tremble.
It seemed that even intangible words possessed unimaginable weight, making the void and earth unable to bear them.
When words were spoken, Heaven and Earth responded.
This had already far surpassed the realm of the Awakened.
The White-haired old man's expression did not change.
Facing the blood waterspout that arrived in an instant, he spread his arms and raised both hands slightly, striking a pose like the one in religious paintings that welcomed the radiance.
At once.
Gray mist rose from every corner of the city, enveloping the entire city in the blink of an eye.
Within the mist.
Suddenly.
A spine-chilling scream came from within the mist.
At first, there was only one.
Then.
Two, three, four... They came densely, in different sizes and from near and far. The entire city seemed to have become the hell of legend, with countless prisoners suffering unimaginable torture.
Along with the desperate screams.
The mist transformed into one vicious beast after another, their faces hideous, their bodies seemingly stitched together from the torsos of different humans.
The moment they appeared.
They immediately pounced toward the scarlet waterspout.
Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
The waterspout's terrifying power tore them apart before they could truly approach. Although the monsters formed from mist looked lifelike, they turned back into mist after death.
Squelch!
Squelch!
Beasts continuously charged out, only to turn back into mist one after another.
However.
The waterspout, which had