As the spatial rift slowly closed, the Immortal King felt his body falling continuously.
The wind howled past his ears, as if he were not falling, but rather being swept away by a gale and the ground rushing towards him.
A feeling that was both familiar and strange welled up in his heart.
How long has it been since he felt this way?
Even though the nearly one hundred years since the establishment of the Eternal Domain was but a fleeting moment in his nearly ten thousand years of life, Aeldra still believed that he would remember this moment, just as he would remember all the important moments in the long history he had experienced.
In that case, it would be best to bring back a few items today, so that whenever I see them in the future, I can recall what happened today.
Thinking this, the gaunt-faced old man slightly opened his arms in the air, and a light warmer and more dazzling than the twilight sun shone above the Wilderness of Chaos.
On the ground, many players were gathering in twos and threes. They came here for different reasons: some were here to be Great Adventurer, some were here to be slave traders, and some were simply there to enjoy the scenery.
However, everyone's attention was suddenly drawn to two dazzling suns in the sky, one of which was falling towards them.
"Roar!"
A thunderous explosion echoed through the air, and no one knew what had happened until the even more dazzling and radiant sun finally revealed its full form after breaking through a cloud.
It was a giant dragon with a pale brownish-yellow body, and dazzling light emanated from every part of its body.
After revealing its full form, the light emanating from the dragon's body began to slowly recede, gradually stabilizing its shape.
The players on the ground stared wide-eyed at the sky, at the dragon whose body seemed to be translucent like amber, at its scales engraved with Psionic Energy Circuit, scales that made one dizzy just by looking at them...
The giant dragon, which was over a hundred meters long, completed its transformation in mid-air. It then brought its limbs close to its body and folded its wings around itself, making itself look like a giant shuttle-shaped aerial bomb.
As it continued its descent at an accelerating pace, layers of translucent amber-colored substance were converging on the dragon from the surrounding space, as if trying to seal it within a giant piece of amber.
As the giant bomb was about to hit the ground, the players forgot to speak, forgot to run, and forgot that they were destined not to survive such an impact.
At that moment, only one thought occupied their minds—
That's a fucking spectacular scene!
"Boom!!!"
After a moment of deafening noise, the whole world fell silent.
The shockwave, carrying countless fragments of gravel, sand, and dust, spread outwards at a despairing speed.
Before they could even see the newly appeared [ Temporary Deafness ] status bar, the players were already thrown into the air and ground into a bloody mess amidst the rain of rubble.
The ground around the mushroom cloud, hundreds of meters high, was completely devoid of any trace of life, but the Amber Dragon Aeldra was completely unconcerned.
As the amber shield melted away, he Whisper to himself:
"Let's begin."
Eternal Domain, Twilight Capital, Twin Kings Palace.
The eternally unchanging setting sun silently shifted a tiny angle, and a ray of sunlight, so faint it was almost imperceptible, touched Vanessa's feet like a warm tentacle.
The King of Domination his eyes tightly closed, suddenly stopped breathing and shifted his body slightly to avoid the sunlight.
She heard Aeldra's call, and as agreed, it was time for her to act.
Vanessa tried to raise her arms, but felt completely powerless, her head drooping limply, looking drowsy.
It was indeed a long-lost feeling, Vanessa thought, but thankfully it only lasted three minutes.
Her arms were crossed over her chest, and her head was slightly lowered. From the upper body alone, she looked more like a devout nun than a ruler sitting on a throne.
In the long-awaited pain, Vanessa murmured to herself:
Blood, bone, flesh.
Wilderness of Chaos, an underground space.
Everyone felt the incredibly strong impact, and even though they were dozens of meters underground, they were still astonished.
Even before the Aeldra collided with the ground, everyone could hear the mournful howls of air being compressed to the extreme.
In that instant, even the fighting ceased; the half-tree man remained locked onto Kebola, while the puppets controlled by the Hall searched for cover.
The female assassin, who had just severed a player's head, turned to look at the other end of the cave, at the dark mage still suspended in mid-air.
Even now, the magician hadn't moved an inch, but his movements had indeed changed somewhat.
At this moment, his eyes were closed, his right hand pointed up and his left hand pointed down, while the magical artifact that resembled a galaxy floated in front of him, its numerous spines, mimicking planets, spinning rapidly like an unstoppable mechanical flywheel.
Although his eyes were closed, the mage seemed to still sense the female assassin's gaze. His dry lips twitched slightly, emitting a sound that only the two of them could hear:
It's alright.
"Bang!"
A violent impact struck, and in that instant, everyone who did not possess the ability to fly was suddenly lifted into the air, reaching the same height in mid-air.
How did I become airborne?
All the players who hadn't logged off yet shared the same question.
Even while they were deaf, they were still able to sense that the impact was coming from above.
After a brief moment of astonishment, the players who hadn't yet landed already had a guess.
That's a principle that anyone who has received compulsory education can understand, but trying to apply it to the current situation is somewhat alarming.
The entire space, which was constructed from a single piece of obsidian, was instantly lowered several meters after being subjected to some kind of extremely powerful impact, while they remained in place due to their own inertia.
But is this really scientific?
Or is this truly a study of disorder?
The survivors clearly did not believe that the rock wall, which could be King of Fall Resistance, I Guess by water droplets, could withstand such an impact.
unless...
They all thought of the mysterious black magician.
However, before anyone could ask a question, or even before they could fall from the air, a new shock came.
"Click."
A crisp sound, like shattering glass, echoed among the crowd. Right in front of the players, the obsidian rock wall above suddenly collapsed, revealing a huge hole with a diameter of twenty meters.
The next moment, a huge, light brown dragon head emerged from the breach, its spherical golden eyes, taller than a person, constantly darting around, surveying the surrounding scenery.