Saint Shepherd Somaz, who was locked in a fierce battle with the Night Owl Guard, suddenly froze.
His Thorn Vines had just coiled around the blades of two Night Owl Guards, and he was about to tighten them for the kill when his body suddenly became utterly motionless, as though something had pinned him in place.
His pupils abruptly dilated, and an agonized roar tore from his throat, carrying the mournful cry of a dying beast.
Then great masses of dark red demonic energy surged wildly from every inch of skin on his chest, back, and limbs. Like blood forcibly drawn from his veins, they gathered in the air into a dark red torrent and rushed toward the enormous sphere of rock in the sky.
Thatcherz Maffey Palace let out the same anguished scream almost simultaneously.
He had opened his mouth wide to fire a laser, but that scream cut the beam off in his throat.
His body shook violently. His legs gave way, and he dropped to his knees in the shallow water, clutching his chest so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. Dark red demonic energy gushed from his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth, carrying vast amounts of his life force skyward.
The four Five Elders suffered even more brutally.
Saint Zambaron V. Nusjuro had just raised his scepter, ready to launch another attack, when it stopped in midair.
His aged face twisted, and a hoarse roar that nearly tore his vocal cords apart erupted from his throat.
Dark red demonic energy poured wildly from his body. As it drained away, he rapidly aged, his once-straight back hunching over and his wrinkles deepening like cuts carved by a blade.
He struggled to remain standing, but his legs trembled uncontrollably. In the end, he staggered and fell