All the knuckles on each hand were furiously crossing and striking each other.
For a moment,
behind him came a series of teeth-gritting sounds.
Matthew's eyelids twitched.
This energy was certainly familiar—
"Hand sign casting + Cluster Spellcasting?"
Before Matthew could identify the spells the Patrol was using,
Wuken's mouth burst forth with a troll word like thunder:
"Collapse!"
In that instant,
a force gripped Matthew, pulling him forward two steps, and had the Beholder Sword Saint not helped in time, he might have been dragged even further!
Even the edge of the market area was like this.
Not to mention the inside.
Matthew could clearly see, the ground of the entire market area began to collapse wildly.
The gravity vortices that had been laid out turned into miniature black holes.
Below the Earth,
a ring appeared, shining silver at times, emitting black light at others.
All the space above the ring,
