Their pupils rapidly contracted.
In the high sky, a hundred meters above the sea, the pitch-black clouds frantically writhed, getting closer and closer to them.
"We didn't see wrong, right..."
A Fourth Rank Transcendent from the Steam Hand felt his heart racing, continuously stepping back.
The sky is falling!
"At this moment! Fear only brings death! Only by fighting can we find a glimmer of hope!"
"Everyone, prepare for battle—"
Ramon's mechanical body burned as his right hand pulled the Hammer Phase Core below his chest.
Like the sky is falling... how did the Ice Witch repel this thing back then... Asilina swallowed hard:
"Everyone, don't die now."
A storm surged, thick pitch-black descended from the dome, condensing into a gigantic sphere, its size covering almost half the sky before them.
Above the water droplet, a small crack opened, a crimson giant eye stared at them menacingly, emitting an ancient voice:
"Hungry—"
