Then, an ocean of Negative Aura enveloped more than half the city in the form of light. Everyone within its range had their eyes turn red, grabbed whatever was nearby, and viciously smashed it into the people around them, as if they hated them to the bone.
More than half the city was instantly filled with slaughter and death. Roars and screams echoed everywhere, and blood quickly blossomed throughout the city.
If the entire Magic Array had been completed, it would not have been more than half the city, but the entire city.
The death Magic Array was filled with the aura of death, black as ink and deeply ominous. As it activated, every corpse within its range, including human and animal corpses, climbed to their feet.
Then, those corpses, their eyes glowing red, lunged at the living. Before long, the city was staging a grand performance of Dawn of the Dead.
This was the Super Tier Magic of death: Death Realm.
"Dammit."
Galadriel and Dumbledore saw the miserable state of India's three major cities and could not help cursing. They had not expected those Demon Kings to succeed in the end. This was bad.
"You really know how to pull off a trick."
Andrew cursed, pushed Hoggoth out of the Mirror Dimension, and urgently contacted the Grim Reaper, ordering him to come seize souls.
As soon as Hoggoth left the Mirror Dimension, he immediately used his power to interfere with the Magic Arrays in two cities, greatly slowing the rate at which Set and Death collected souls.
Upon receiving the order, the Grim Reaper turned into black mist and vanished. His opponent was utterly baffled. Where had he gone? How could he just disappear in the middle of a fight? What was that supposed to mean?
In India, because