As the earthquake grew ever more violent, the environment soon responded as well.
Pitch-black storms glowing with blue light rapidly formed, turning everything on the ground into an appalling mess.
This happened because, after the planet's surface was destroyed, the vastly increased spirit remains reacted with one another, becoming unstoppable cyclones-a natural disaster known as the Death Storm.
Once caught in this phenomenon, even Elves, with their extremely high affinity for magic, could not survive through protection alone. The endless spirit remains would pierce all their magical defenses and contaminate their bodies. Taking cover behind natural shelter was the proper response.
Though this phenomenon was merely the planet's insignificant retaliation, to individuals, it was an unbearable burden.
Even in the past, when Hingko had not been beset by trouble, these were incidents she had to handle cautiously, let alone now, when she was being hunted.
Especially after witnessing their pursuer create natural disasters with nothing but the aftershocks of its advance, the Elves' morale plummeted.
This was not because the spirit remains had disrupted almost all their communication systems, leaving them completely unable to count on rescue from their main forces. Rather, it was because of that boar, which was likewise obstructed by its own storm yet showed no sign of being restrained. Instead, it used its enormous body to sweep up the Death Storm-a natural disaster whose fearsome reputation had been built upon countless dead lives-and draped it over itself like a cloak.
Though at first, only Roland and Hingko could catch sight of it through the high porthole where they stood, now even ordinary Elves could easily make out its figure.
Because it was simply too big.
Judging by eye, it was probably a black monster a full fifty meters long. Since everything around it that might have