Amoeba Instance Dungeon.
At the top of the Black Tower, surging energy seemed to cleave open the galaxy.
Standing beneath the black sky, Klein controlled the energy pouring in with a grave expression. Bolts of Thunder, as though charging it, crashed into the top of the Black Tower.
It was as if another world were merging with this one. Outside the Black Tower, tens of millions of believers stared in terror at the Holy Land in their hearts.
In their eyes, the entire Amoeba World seemed to be trembling. Even the pebbles beneath their feet began to float strangely, drifting toward the sky.
Fortunately, the priest army modeled after the Divine Kingdom system reacted extremely quickly. Led by the Pope, who hurried up to the temple, all the people knelt and sang hymns of praise.
Looking at the Black Tower beneath billions of bolts of Thunder, the Lemming, dressed in the Pope's holy golden robes, was trembling all over with excitement.
He knew what the master of the Black Tower was welcoming, and he knew who the existence hanging high beyond the galaxy was.
That was his master, the person who had rewritten his Destiny.
"Lin An! Reduce the energy input a little!"
"The energy is too chaotic! The Black Tower needs time to convert it!"
Though separated by only one gate, they were two worlds apart.
Klein struggled to maintain his form.
With gale-force winds raging and the Space Turbulence accompanying the energy storm, even standing within the formation was becoming too much for him.
"Voom..! Voom.. voom!"
Controlling the Black Tower's Core Hub to absorb energy and establish the connection, Klein watched the ceiling with both excitement and worry.
Lin An was gathering energy much faster than he had imagined.
He had thought it would take at