Blood filled the air in waves.
Magic object carcasses were everywhere, piled up like mountains in the area ahead, looking absolutely horrifying.
Ram was in the midst of it all, still battling those magic objects.
Adam glanced to one side.
At his and Shirley's feet, the magic circle glowed brightly, exuding an alien aura.
It must have been this aura that attracted the surrounding magic objects, causing them to continuously charge towards this place.
It was for this reason that Ram couldn't leave with Adam earlier and had to stay here to guard the area.
If the ceremony in the outside world were to be destroyed by the magic objects when Adam entered that space, even if he managed to save Shirley, the final outcome would be that they would be trapped inside, unable to break free.
It was an inevitable consequence.
"Uncle Ram!"
Standing nearby, Shirley couldn't help but reveal a look of worry as she saw Ram fighting fiercely ahead, barely holding his own.
"It's fine."
