The ruined city district.
The Soul Screamer looked up at the sky, its expression grave.
It couldn't understand why Chaos had given it such a task.
It couldn't help opening its mouth and intoning in both a man's and a woman's voice, "O boundless Chaos, I am the founder of an age. Why have you made me stay here, to shield my enemy from an unknown danger?"
Rows of tiny gray words appeared before it:
"Finding the Secret Hall is the highest priority."
"Whether it is you or the other side of the Path to Godhood, you must do everything in your power to make this happen."
"An outstanding performance will earn you a reward."
The Soul Screamer read the words, still utterly confused.
"A reward?" it asked.
"Yes," Chaos replied. "Don't worry. When the way to the Secret Hall opens, you will be sent there directly."
"Now, hold off the countless enemies rushing here at the news."
All the words vanished.
The Soul Screamer sensed something and abruptly looked up at the sky.
One point of light after another appeared in the depths of the sky.
They blazed with such intensity and grandeur, so full of majesty and power, that anyone who saw them would feel an urge to worship.
"So these are the powers of various Orders. I understand."
The Soul Screamer let out a low growl.
So my duty is to buy that Chaos God time, so she can find the hidden path.
Beside the Soul Screamer, the Flame Walker suddenly cried out:
"There are too many! Far too many!"
The points of light overhead gradually filled the sky, like a vast sea of stars.
They were descending toward the two of them at an unbelievable speed.
The Flame Walker fell silent for a breath, then suddenly