"Is this the Void?" Muria pulls out the Seven Sins Blade, cleaving a behemoth worm that lunged at the fleet into two. Its hundred meter-long body still squirmed. Muria's eyes filled with surprise. He hadn't expected the Void to be this "lively."
As per Muria's prediction, the Void should be a silent abyss. Occasionally a beast that could devour stars might roam, a scenario he could envision and comprehend. However, the scene before him was far from his prediction.
As his fleet just jumped out of the Erathia World, numerous worm-like void creatures swarmed from all directions. They acted like mindless moths to a flame, entirely ignorant of harm, pushing forward amidst the barrage of the fleet's artillery and the legendary warriors—bereft of intelligence, acting on pure instinct.
