The sky turned crimson. It looked as if the sky was bleeding. The howls of the wind stopped along with the ripples from that golden spear. It was pin-drop silence.
"What the?" The King of Space was stunned. He couldn't hear his own voice anymore. He felt a shiver down his spine, "How did he do it?" He wondered.
He was supposed to be the King of Space, and that battleground is made of his own energy, so everything around him should be under his Domain. But for some reason, the man before him was controlling his Domain as if it was nothing.
King of Space's eyes were fixed on Liam. Drops of perspiration were glistening on his forehead under the crimson sky. He rubbed his arm on his eyes. He had never fought with his life on the line since all his targets died before he could use his full strength. But, after feeling the force radiating from Liam, he understood that the man before him was no small fries like the ones he killed before.
