You're a Mature Sword Bone Now, Time to...

Between the azure platforms, a vast burst of white light suddenly surged up like a tide.

As one outline after another rapidly solidified within it, groups of figures quietly arrived.

Yet this time, something was different from before. An "unexpected" situation had arisen.

Almost the moment one streak of white light flashed and a figure surrounded by what seemed like blazing golden flames appeared—

The noise in the previously bustling space abruptly cut off, as though someone had suddenly hit mute on the crowds nearby.

The teleportation light had not even fully faded when a hair-raising aura already surged outward in all directions like a tidal wave!

As far as the eye could see, nearly everyone instinctively turned to look, their gazes filled with alarm and wariness.

"What is that?!"

"—God, what is that?!"

"Back off! Everyone back off! Now!"

Amid the startled cries, quite a few users instinctively drew their weapons and grabbed their items. The soft sounds of blades leaving sheaths and firearms being readied rose one after another as they subconsciously aimed at the source of that threatening sensation.

Their bodies' wary responses were even faster than their rational thoughts.

Though they themselves probably had no idea whether the things in their hands could stand against that invisible sense of danger.

But the moment a trace of obvious hostility emerged, their expressions changed one after another. Clearly, they had received a warning from the Main God Platform.

Even more people in the distance instinctively looked terrified and crowded backward, trying to get away from the center. Yet they could not help standing on tiptoe to peer over, and the surging crowd made the scene especially chaotic.

The one who had emerged from the white light was a young man covered in wounds, yet unable to conceal his