"Who?!"
El whipped his head around.
The instant he spoke, ice, fire, lightning, and water-the four extreme elements-had already condensed in his hands.
Four-element collision!
Judgment of the End!
The dim passage was instantly flooded with light so intense it hurt the eyes.
Cao Quan stared blankly at the white point beginning to collapse in the boy's hand, forgetting even to dodge or leave.
It seemed like the very concept of "destruction" given physical form.
Feeling those fluctuations, he, who normally treasured his life above all else, even lost the will to flee.
There was no point anymore.
It felt as though even his soul would be scoured away by that fiercely blazing white light...
Yet this power, which Cao Quan had no hope of resisting, posed no threat whatsoever to the mysterious man who had appeared behind El.
"Oh?"
The mysterious man spoke in surprise, but showed no panic.
"To think you could unleash such tremendous power with the cultivation of a mere Soul Elder. Fortunately, you haven't been allowed to grow, or you'd become a great calamity for our holy cult."
Thud!
A dull sound rang out, as though a scepter had struck the ground.
The Judgment of the End poised to erupt in El's hand froze.
The point that embodied destruction neither contracted nor expanded anymore. Like a glass marble with an unusual shape, it rested in El's palm.
"Gulp!" ×2
El and Cao Quan swallowed in unison.
"I might as well let you die knowing the truth."
Only then did the mysterious figure finally reveal himself fully.
He was a man in a gray robe, with long gray-gold hair, who looked exceptionally young.
However, given his indifferent gaze, which seemed to have watched countless ages pass, and the terrifyingly vast undead aura surrounding him, no one