"Master is in danger!"
Boris and the others stared blankly at the terrifying, godlike creature before them.
Even from such a distance, the sheer purity of its power radiated an overwhelming sense of annihilation, as if all existence in its presence was fated to be destroyed.
The oppressive aura it exuded was even more suffocating than the pressure they had felt from the Silver Moon Wolf God.
"What the hell is this thing!?"
All of them gazed at the fearsome figure in horror, a deep sense of helplessness rising in their hearts.
They didn't need to engage it to know that, against this monster, even their divine-level powers wouldn't last a single moment.
But under the unwavering loyalty they felt as followers, their minds overrode the fear coursing through their bodies. Even as every cell and organ screamed in resistance, they still felt compelled to rush forward and shield Sterl from the monster.
