"Let's begin."
The Ancient One reached out with one hand and had already entered Curvature Spacetime.
Since he had remained in place the entire time, he appeared to flicker in and out of view in the Surface World, like an illusion whose transparency kept changing. But everyone present knew he was striving to descend into deeper layers of Curvature Spacetime.
Rage looked solemn.
He looked at the Galaxy Roar in his hand. It was like a surging Milky Way hanging down from the Cosmic Starry Sky and gathering in his grasp. The turbulent Law Power roiled, and the excitement in his heart continued to mount. In the blink of an eye, he had activated the fifth level of Potential Overdraft.
An ordinary Destroyer who could reach this level of Potential Overdraft would have already lost his reason, turning into a frenzied creature that knew only slaughter and destruction. But although Rage's eyes were bloodshot and he looked like a fiendish god descended upon the world, terrifying currents of Law Power poured endlessly from his body and gradually merged with the Galaxy Roar's aura. He remained rooted in place, continually trying to burn through even deeper reserves of his potential.
He needed to raise himself to his absolute peak. Only then, with the power of the Galaxy Roar, could he send the Mandala Flower seed in the deeper layers of Curvature Spacetime hurtling into the darkest region of Curvature Spacetime!
Even the two other Ancient Elders guarding the Ancient One couldn't help glancing over at this terrifying display, shaken by the ever-rising power of the bull.
Gradually,
more and more energy weapons shot in from the depths of the cosmic void. It was clearly a sign that the Superhumans were preparing to launch a large-scale attack on this area.
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