The Convergence of Time and Space 6

Realizing that they had only narrowly escaped with their lives.

Saruman understood that he needed to be even more cautious.

He tried to distinguish the tangled traces of energy.

"One kind—reeked of the deep sea and ancient resentment, like a living curse from beneath an abyssal trench. Another carried the chill of stars and absolute nothingness, as though it could freeze souls and erase existence. More terrifying still, I sensed something—whispers and madness everywhere. It seemed to have no fixed form, yet it could constantly erode an opponent's mind in battle and distort reality—"

The more he spoke, the heavier his heart sank.

These enemies.

Not a single one matched the traits of any magical creature or otherworldly being he knew. Their auras were more primal, more ancient.

More—beyond the scope of this world's understanding.

"No wonder—no wonder even a Legendary was fighting so hard—" Saruman murmured. He had previously guessed that this Legendary might have been clearing out the "monsters" in R'lyeh City, or battling some ancient construct guarding the ruins. But now, it seemed that the enemies he faced were definitely not human creations.

Their strangeness and power probably did not fall short of a Legendary's in the slightest!

On some level, they were even more troublesome, because their power was so unfamiliar and profane that dealing with them would inevitably be severely restrictive.

"I see."

Karg listened to Saruman's analysis.

Then looked at the bizarre smoke continuously rising from within the city and the deadly green flashes of light. His throat felt dry. "Saruman—do you think that Legendary—can win?"

This question was also Saruman's greatest concern. All of their hopes now—whether it was leaving this deathly land or possibly finding a way to cure Lina—were faintly pinned on that unknown Legendary. If he lost—then the consequences would