Total Annihilation of White Mist Sector 23 and Despair of Thor the God of Thunder

Following the death of Inquisitor Cass Soren, the remaining Arbiters were cleared out one by one by ordinary mob monsters cooperating with Bone Dragons.

White Mist Sector 23 was occupied by this Soul-Hunting Army from the Soul-Eater Dimension.

Yet the moment they destroyed the entire War Fortress, a deep-blue Spatial Mana appeared out of nowhere and swept across the entirety of Sector 23.

The Soul-Hunting Army was instantly frozen in place, and the Soul Hunter Croesus, who had been hiding in the shadows all along, was forced to reveal his true form.

Immediately afterward...

Crack!

White Mist Sector 23 gradually cracked like shattered colored glaze, and the Soul-Hunting Army frozen inside was instantly annihilated into ashes.

Only the most powerful Soul Hunter, Croesus, barely escaped the fate of being obliterated thanks to his keen sense of death and formidable strength.

Yet he, heavily injured just like the previous Fear Lord Bethus, was dragged to Kamar-Taj.

The Ancient One, hovering in the air above the desert white mist with a folding fan, shook her head helplessly. "Is it really okay for you to personally step in?"

"You clearly agreed to train your Believer Legion..."

"Tiamut changed the world rules within the white mist in advance, and they don't truly die anyway..."

"Hmph~" Richard knew he was in the wrong, so he could only let out a cold hump to express his dissatisfaction.

With a dark face, he said, "This bunch of bastards just need a beating!"

"Once this war ends, I might as well throw them out into the universe to go plague aliens!"

The Ancient One smiled bitterly. "You, oh you... You are simply identical to me when I first took over as Sorcerer Supreme, always worrying endlessly and fiercely protecting your own..."

Richard:...

He cast a sideways glance at