The Disaster Spreads

Ever since the gods discovered the Inner World and began using it like a trash can, the Inner World had shouldered the sins and resentment of the Main World for ages.

As a result, the Main World had been able to cast off its burdens and grow at a tremendous pace. But now, everything had changed.

The entire Inner World had stopped its former whirlpool and begun slowly releasing the resentment it had accumulated over countless years into the Main World!

The two worlds were even beginning to overlap, their laws blending together. In an instant, countless Evil creatures that should have existed only in the Inner World appeared in the Main World.

Yet all of this was merely the beginning of the cataclysm.

"Roar!"

"Awwooo!"

"Cackle!"

With the Inner World grinding to a halt, the force that had kept its inhabitants from escaping suddenly vanished without a trace.

In an instant, countless beings wreathed in terrifying auras burst out like a tidal wave.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Like dark-red meteors, countless streaks of light appeared, trailing bright flames as they vanished into the outer planes.

They were all divine scions or Evil creatures that had been sealed away for ages. Countless descendants were mixed among them, tainted by the Inner World. Their power had surged across the board, and they seethed with hatred for every living thing.

"Lord Mask!"

Inside the Inner World, Dream Pupa looked respectfully at the man in the trench coat. The world around them had grown much emptier. "The first batch of divine scions has been released!"

"Excellent!"

Void Mask's voice was grave. "The Main World is still resisting the forces of chaos, and the gods have yet to act. This isn't the right moment. We must wait... wait until the Main World is utterly broken