The death of this boss was like flipping a switch.
The red arc light in the sky began to vanish, with ghostly purple constantly surging from the profound darkness, like a huge umbrella canopy, tilting down in all directions.
The Strange Beasts that had been pursuing the airship like locusts all wailed as they disintegrated, turning into clusters of grey smoke that converged upwards.
More than that, a will that made one's heart race and flesh creep seemed to be drawing ever closer.
Heine felt the wild dog in the bottle starting to act up again.
This time, it was burning with excitement, as if desperately crying out, "Let me out let me out let me out"!
Almost simultaneously, Xiya La was also slightly gravely soothing the Chains of Absolution.
This was the first time she had felt the will within them this excited.
It was like a wild horse on the verge of breaking free.
She subtly moved closer to Heine:
"This place might be connected to the Netherworld."
