Global Crossing: Empire of Stars

The barrier between the two worlds shattered!

A golden beam pierced through both worlds. Magnus sensed that the divine beam had struck a planet, and a chorus of shrill screams echoed in his ears, as though countless living beings were howling in agony.

"Buzz—"

The entire divine power network shuddered violently. Magnus's massive frame trembled, as if a mountain had been dropped onto his shoulders, pressing him down slightly.

The Psionics that had already been sanctified throughout his body poured out as if a floodgate had opened. Great torrents of it were drained away, forcing him to connect with the Psionic Realm and rapidly draw in more Psionics to replenish what he had spent.

In truth, he wasn't the only one experiencing this. Every Word Bearer and every paladin performing the ritual was going through the same thing. Boundless holy power converged within the divine power network, sustaining the golden beam.

The sea of crimson mist churned and rolled. The Demon Planet caught within it writhed like livestock skewered by a pitchfork, screaming and struggling as it was slowly dragged into the rift.

Boiling blood mist surged into space, only to be swiftly driven back by the laws of the Material Realm. The enormous Demon Planet now resembled a source spewing blood mist, pouring immense quantities of evil power into the Material Realm. Dark red miasma began spreading into the vacuum.

"Whoosh—"

A golden beam cut through the darkness. Magnus looked up to see a pair of magnificent wings unfurl. A sacred domain spread with them, and the sea of evil power pouring into deep space burned fiercely, like gasoline set ablaze.

It was the War Angel, the holy spirit beneath the Throne!

"Just as I thought. Father is watching over this ritual." Magnus's spirits lifted, and he willingly increased