With a gentle squeeze, the metallic body of the bird was crushed, twisting and deforming under the pressure.
A towering figure, standing about three meters tall, appeared. His entire body seemed to be sculpted from gold, his physique reminiscent of an ancient Greek statue. Strength and beauty, perfectly combined with golden proportions.
He furrowed his brow, gazing into the void ahead, and with a wave of his hand, a beam of golden light shot forth, causing the very fabric of space to tremble.
In the next moment, a muffled groan echoed from the void.
"Interesting, it managed to escape. But where exactly is this place?"
His name was Midor, a member of the Golden Absolutes. His homeland was the great Golden Sacred Realm, a kingdom ruled by various Sacred Kings.
