The instant the white gauze appeared, a prearranged sealing force erupted, consuming the dense Soul Bricks within the massive crater to unleash a mind-destroying storm.
This force swirled within the crater, generating an immense downward-converging pull.
The weightless white gauze ignored the storm designed specifically to destroy souls, rising against the wind and slowly drifting out of the eye of the storm.
At that moment, a terrifying blackness erupted from within the storm-filled crater.
This black was so intensely deep that a single glance made one lose all sense of space, unable to tell whether it was a black plane or a sunken black hole.
It was already too profound to discern.
However, the suspense lasted only a moment before the mass of black began to squirm. It was neither a plane nor a depression, but an enormous lump.
Wrinkles covered its surface, constantly rising and falling.
Crack!
An overlapping fissure appeared on its surface. Not only had its exterior split open, but that bizarre and terrifying power also tore a black rift through the space it occupied.
The spatial rift quickly repaired and closed, while the fissure in the black mass was continually forced wider, like a breathing black mouth struggling to open.
Hah—!
Kekekeke—!
Roar.
Hisss~!
All sorts of strange sounds mingled together and continuously emerged from the black fissure, as though a great many bizarre monsters behind it were roaring in excitement.
No, it only seemed that way.
The moment the white gauze escaped the soul storm, the black fissure expanded to its limit before exploding apart completely.
Dozens of ferocious giant hands constantly collided with one another, their minor friction producing explosions comparable to missile blasts, as they all reached out from the black object.
Every one of those giant hands grasped for the dim white