"H-H-Heavenly Aberrant??" The immortals from the Mist Sect screamed in shock, witnessing a figure from the legends appear before them.
"The Mountain Sect has a Spirit Aberrant in their midst?" Even Multar stopped fighting, frowning as he gazed at the figure of Gegrafikan in the air. "Not to mention… it's a Heavenly Aberrant."
He then gazed at his hands, noticing that they were trembling in fear. After all, an as old monster, he had seen a Spirit Aberrant in action before.
Roar!
The thoughts of everyone came to a halt at Gegrafikan's roar, stilling bouts of fear in their minds.
"No… no!" an Elementary God screamed in shock, noticing a tentacle approach him. He erupted with all his strength, intending to run away, when suddenly, hundreds of what resembled bullets slammed into his body.
Law Projectile!
