The tavern's complete collapse kicked up dust that filled the sky, while the rules sealed within its walls fell into total chaos.
Rampant spirituality overflowed without restraint, destroying vast swathes of the surrounding buildings and showing signs of continuing to spread outward.
The City of Cataclysm seemed to have suddenly awakened. Dark crimson clouds rapidly gathered across the sky, brewing every ability wielded by the pinnacle existences of the Witch Pathway and the Red Priest Pathway.
Everything was poised to strike, ready to descend upon this confined space at any moment.
"Boom!"
Another deafening explosion rang out as a layer of golden rule-light flew from the ruins, its radiance rapidly spreading.
The dust instantly dispersed under the rules' influence. The rampant spirituality also quieted and automatically withdrew into the ruins.
Once the spirituality vanished, the City of Cataclysm automatically lost its lock on the target it was meant to strike. The terrifying power of calamity that had already gathered circled once in the sky before dispersing on its own.
Yet the air was now tinged with the scent of burning. Having sensed an invader's power, the entire City of Cataclysm had awakened, and both its spirituality and magical power became far more active.
Countless bricks flew into the air and crashed down everywhere as the Son of Chaos crawled out from the ruins.
However, He was in far from good condition. It could even be called exceptionally dreadful.
The Son of Chaos's body was riddled with holes. There was a gaping cavity where His heart should have been, and Harley could even see His damaged internal organs through it—the grain of His muscles and the ruins behind Him.
Another layer of golden halo spread out, and a great number of fresh lumps of flesh suddenly grew from the Son of