The aftermath of the magic spread out and flattened the area within a few kilometers. The collapsed buildings were crushed into powder by the strong wind and spread out.
At the center of the attack, the four-armed demon was still wrapped in black mist, but the bone whip in its hand was still firmly wrapped around the insect Dharma form.
The squirming flesh and blood that looked like internal organs almost spread to the entire upper body of the giant worm. No matter how it struggled, new nerves and flesh slowly but steadily spread across its shell, and it was about to wrap it up.
Nishiyama Kazuya's face was covered in blood after taking the hit of [ rupture ], but he still smiled from the bottom of his heart.
The materialization weapon that condensed his will contained a trace of rule power, which was the ultimate trump card he prepared for advancing to the mythical stage.
