"No..."
The first to sense the Devouring Demon God's fall were undoubtedly its apostles.
The relationship between apostles, messengers, and gods was one of contractual employment. The apostles helped the gods obtain a resource known as faith, and in return received the gods' support in the form of divine power derived from that faith.
They were symbiotic partners, each benefiting the other.
But at that moment, as the Devouring Demon God gradually faded away, its apostles could clearly sense that this was entirely different from when the Devouring Demon God had lost the support of the Surface World's faith temples and could no longer replenish its divine power with faith, thereby affecting how much divine power its apostles could wield.
Somewhere beyond sight, the Devouring Laws interwoven throughout the myriad frameworks of the world gradually withered.
They slowly became relics within the laws of the Inner World.
The ancient Bone Abyss Flying Scorpion fighting fiercely against Reilo was one of the Devouring Demon God's many apostles. Its pairs of dark-red compound eyes stared in disbelief at the nascent eye of the storm spreading outward through countless black and green explosive bubbles. It could not believe what had happened.
The demon god it had worshipped for nearly seven hundred years had fallen just like that?
The Devouring Demon God it had done everything in its power to save had failed to escape the eye of the storm?
The crushing blow turned the advantage it had held into a disadvantage in an instant. The figure whose light and darkness twisted together counterattacked, forcing the old scorpion to struggle just to keep up.
"What happened?"
Reilo naturally noticed its strange behavior.
Through the twisting light and darkness, Reilo looked around, but saw nothing out of the ordinary.
The nascent eye of the storm