"[Chimera Shadow Garden]."
As the incantation left his lips, the theater floorboards were completely flooded by viscous black liquid, and a white bone shrine resembling the skeleton of some enormous creature appeared behind him.
This did not come without a price. A tidal roar surged deep within Lu Ping's eardrums.
It was his first attempt at constructing such an advanced spatial domain. He had only practiced Barrier Technique for a few days and had yet to mastered it, compounded by the sluggish flow caused by cursed energy overload.
Crimson blood began seeping from his seven orifices, and his brain nearly crashed in that instant.
But he had still managed to open it.
The Three Corpses circulated madly within his body.
They greedily devoured the agony and weakness produced as his body neared collapse, transforming into the most efficient cooling system and forcibly keeping that brain, on the verge of bursting, functioning normally.
The shadows spread like a tsunami.
The domain took shape, and this sealed alternate space instantly covered every corner of the opera house.
Only the hole that had been left in the dome was not filled with black sludge. A beam of noon sunlight streamed through it, looking utterly out of place.
Just as Mitarai Shizuru tried to retreat, dozens of massive Shadow Wolves suddenly sprang from the shadows beneath his feet.
Before he could rebuild his thread defenses, claws and fangs mercilessly tore apart his battered armor.
With several muffled cracks of bone, the deeply calculating Grade 1 Curse User was forcibly dragged into the depths of the shadows by the wolf pack.
He lost consciousness completely before he could even scream.
The surroundings fell silent.
"Misu Kago!!"
Before the shadows engulfed him, the old man shouted and formed a hand seal with both fists clenched tight.