It was as if the capital of a country had been suddenly destroyed, the upper echelon obliterated, dealing a fatal blow to the nation. The country might not collapse, but it would inevitably be paralyzed until a new leadership could stabilize the order.
Lin Xiao's idea was exactly that, to paralyze the faith of the Magic God in the mortal world before considering the aftermath.
He didn't need to exert himself running to Brulle; he merely extended a finger wrapped in golden light towards the virtual map of the Magic Net Planet and gently pressed down on the position of the magical capital, Brulle.
A ripple spread from his fingertip, as if a powerful resistance was blocking his finger's descent.
