The low-tier card masters watching the scene couldn't help but feel a fear arising from the depths of their souls, an instinctive urge to kneel in submission.
Barre Shepherd, with eyes slightly squinted, realized that something big was about to happen.
Above Arthur's head, the Thorn Crown emanated a Holy Light of Kingship. He took out a gem-encrusted dagger and sliced it across the palm of his left hand, blood trickling out with a faint golden hue.
It seemed to be a ritual for initiating some kind of blood sacrifice.
Guided by an invisible force, the spilled blood slowly formed a vast Nine-point Star Array on the land.
Behind Arthur, a Demon God Tyrant with a crown forcibly extracted threads of black silk from the sky.
In an instant, a super-cognitive power, like chains of rules, surged through the world. Fear gathered abruptly, like thunderclouds before a storm.
