"It's no use, President."
The gray-robed man sighed deeply and slowly helped Han Ji to his feet. A wave of helplessness washed over him.
If Nine Infants had only wanted to trample the Magic Association's dignity and authority, built over thousands of years, he had already succeeded.
But as his wild declaration made clear, Nine Infants wanted to become a god—a Death God who would shock and terrify the entire world. For that, this grand spectacle had to unfold, and the entire city had to fall.
No one knew how long this spectacle had been in the making. The Black Vatican had uncovered far more secrets than the Magic Association knew.
They knew the secret of Weiju Village, the connection between Bo City and Weiju Village, the secret of Sha Yuan, and even how to control it...
Wait to die... Are we really going to stand here and wait to die?
"Wait! Look! Lu Huan and the Skeleton Nether Lord seem to have been caught by Sha Yuan's pull!"
Someone suddenly shouted, snapping everyone back to their senses.
An uproar swept through the top floor of the Bell Tower. Sha Yuan's appearance had stunned them so badly that, for a moment, they had forgotten Lu Huan and the Skeleton Nether Lord were inside the Chaos Vortex above it!
The black speck had expanded into a true void. Ripples of warped space churned within it, impossibly slow yet brimming with power. Lu Huan and the Skeleton Nether Lord were both caught in its grip. They tried to break free almost at the same moment, but their bodies were gradually dragged down toward the Hell Furnace!
One was an extraordinarily powerful Super Level mage, the other a skeleton Monarch Level Undead. Could even they not escape the power of that forbidden black