Within the Mist Wilderness Pocket World,
Forget the ruins below—even the reinforced Pocket World itself had no way of withstanding the horrific force of that explosion.
The instant the deafening blast erupted, it was as though the entire world had been muted.
Then, an indescribably terrifying shockwave swept through like a raging tide.
The place where the ruins had stood was instantly torn apart by that force, and the space containing the ruins was ripped open as easily as thin paper beneath its impact.
Savage Space Rifts appeared out of nowhere, like the bloody maws of colossal beasts. Their edges flickered with an eerie, dangerous light, as though they were ready to devour any living creature that came near.
Not only were these rifts bottomlessly deep, but they continued to expand at a visible rate. Every expansion was accompanied by the shriek of twisting space, sending chills down the spine.
Even more terrifyingly, as the Space Rifts spread, dangerous Spatial Turbulence ran rampant through this cursed expanse.
These currents not only carried powerful spatial fluctuations, but also contained the force to tear apart any creature daring to enter this region, instantly swallowing all who became trapped within.
Within this space shrouded in terror, only endless darkness, distortion, and destruction remained.
Once the aftershock of the explosion finally faded, two figures appeared far beyond the Space Rifts.
They were Luen and Holmes.
However, both were in a terrible state. Though neither had been at the center of that terrifying explosion, they had still taken its full force.
Who could have imagined that the World Tree favored one would choose to self-destruct so decisively, taking Juliana down with him?
Was he really that reckless with his life?
Holmes's expression was grim. He was no hulking brute, and that blast had nearly cost