"Is this spatial dislocation?"
The lord furrowed his brows, but after thinking it over, he quickly rejected the possibility.
Spatial dislocation could not be resisted, but at the very least, it would cause changes in the surrounding environment and give them an obvious sensation of being shifted through space.
Yet he had felt nothing at all.
Moreover, his eyelids had been twitching nonstop, and the ominous premonition in his heart was growing clearer, as though he were prey trapped deep in a spiderweb.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"I'm a lord from the Divine Glory Empire. Who could possibly treat me as prey?"
Even compared with the Undead King and Explosion King, he would not be far inferior.
His team's combat strength was also intact. Even if they encountered experts from Everlasting Star or the Divine Wood Prince, it was impossible for them to notice nothing.
Whoosh—
A faint sound drifted over.
The Divine Glory Lord abruptly turned his head and discovered that one more person had vanished from his team.
Of the luxurious eleven-person group, only seven remained.
But this time...
"I saw it!"
He had seen brown roots wrap tightly around one of his subordinates and drag him into the depths of the dense roots in the distance. By the time the Divine Glory Lord noticed, more than half of his subordinate's body had already been pulled into the root jungle. Only a pair of battle boots remained exposed outside.
"Mary!"
He shouted toward his Outstanding Grade subordinate, the 'Fire Elemental Mage.'
Not far away, the woman in the gorgeous scarlet-red mage robe had only awakened her self-awareness recently, but her coordination with her lord had long since become extremely tacit.
At a time like this, even if allied forces were caught in the blast, those strange roots had to