Demon Heart Gravity Circle, Companion Star S-1.
The sky beyond Shadow City had been shattered beyond recognition!
Dozens of savage gashes had been forcibly torn across the violet-black sky, exposing the cold, pitch-black starry void without obstruction. Packs of Starry Sky Behemoths braved the violent atmospheric currents and desperately squeezed through the rifts. Their enormous shadows completely blotted out the dim crimson glow cast by the Magic Heart.
Each of the descending monsters looked more sanity-shattering than the last.
Some resembled grotesque giant whales covered in bizarre eyes. Some were centipedes clad in heavy bone armor. Some were simply squirming shadowy fleshballs, their edges trailing vast clouds of shattered stardust.
Any one of them landing was enough to make the entire surface of Companion Star S-1 groan beneath its unbearable weight.
Outside Shadow City, the once clearly defined battle lines had long since descended into utter chaos.
The Dark Spirit Race's formations were scattered on the spot, the Star Spirit Race vanguard was forced into a frantic retreat, and as for the players of the Expeditionary Army... they had collectively turned into streaks of white light in the first shockwave from the high-tier behemoths' landing!
The siege weapons that had been surrounding Shadow City, the flesh turrets, the Mecha wreckage, and the respawn markers covering the mountains and plains were all ground into dust by the berserk Psionic currents at that moment!
And with another party joining the battle, the situation only grew more chaotic—
[Earth Dragon] [Lv.105 Lord]
It did not care about Star Spirits or Dark Spirits, and it had even less regard for the players scurrying all over the ground.
With its morning temper at full blast, it had only one thought in mind: Anyone causing trouble on my turf dies!
"Roar—!!"
Fight, fight! Attack