It seemed Gray Mist Level-9 possessed some beguiling methods as well.
Under Gray Mist Level-9 Cthulhu's piercing shriek, the Land of Rules, which had only just calmed for a moment, once again erupted into a bloody storm!
The chaotic melee among the many Dominators further threw the rule environment here into disorder, while also causing one Dominator after another to be wounded or slain!
One Dominator Crater after another appeared across this Land of Rules battlefield.
Although Cthulhu himself had not attacked the Star Realm Dominators on the battlefield before him, he could intervene in this Multi-Dominator Melee in another way.
For example... by scaring those Dominators?!
The terror of the Old Rulers and the indescribable mystic pressure drove the Star Realm Dominators on this battlefield ever further into madness.
Dominator-class beings above Level 8 could still restrain their minds and stabilize their spiritual platforms to resist Cthulhu's unknown whispers.
But the vast majority of those Level-7 Dominators clearly lacked that capability.
This was also the sorrow of the weak. They plainly had little ability, yet insisted on participating in such an ultimate war to contend for that infinitesimal chance at transcendence.
Apart from the gates chosen by the Undying Supreme and Gray Mist Level-9, how many of the remaining five gates would ultimately be seized by Level-7 Dominators?
Perhaps one? Perhaps not even one!
One had to know that there were no few Level-8 Dominators present!
The shriek of Cthulhu, one of the Old Rulers, rapidly multiplied the intensity of the fighting on this battlefield.
Visible to the naked eye, the Gate of Rules Altar was rising toward an ever more complete state.
Yet in Cthulhu's view, why did this final two-odd percent still feel so "long"?!
Several Dominators had clearly fallen in succession already, but the growth rate