Rumble—
Bolts of lightning streaked across the sky above the state capital. A sharp sword intent enveloped the entire city, as if it were about to tear through the gray fog shrouding the heavens!
Every concept related to swords throughout the city began to tremble.
Weapons quivered, words leaped from the page, and martial arts manuals and sword techniques seemed to come alive, as if they could unleash greater power.
Many people felt inspiration strike, and all sorts of ingenious sword techniques suddenly came to mind, as though they had been improved.
Shriek—
A sharp, bizarre cry came from the rift in the gray fog.
It was chaotic and disordered, noisy yet strangely uniform, like a gathering of countless contradictions.
But the Flame of Civilization in the state capital was now shining brightly. The World Will had begun to descend in force, cutting off the chaotic shriek.
Even so, countless ordinary people in the city felt nauseated.
The pioneers who had just been flooded with brilliant ideas found their minds suddenly blank, as if a layer of gray fog had settled over their hearts.
Many collapsed to the ground, drooling. A few patients who had returned to recover from their injuries went mad, their bodies beginning to mutate in all sorts of ways. They were quickly executed.
The sacred wills throughout the city echoed continuously, all carrying a note of solemnity and fear.
But in the end, every gaze turned toward the former White Star Building in the core district.
What...
had happened?
Had the Abyssal Evil God just tried to break through the World Will's blockade and infiltrate the city?
This was the heart of the core district!
The Flame of Civilization from several nearby cities converged here.
Even the Gray Mist Demonic Creatures that appeared here were of