"Heavenly Demon Descent!"
A sigh, akin to the tide of the ocean, rolled in.
Merely upon hearing the sound, the connection between Ralph's spirit and body felt as if severed by a blade.
His body completely out of control, he froze in place, unable to move. When he finally clenched his teeth and wrestled his way out of the daze, he felt the ground beneath him rolling and undulating violently. It was like sailing on a small boat upon an ocean suddenly whipped by winds and shrouded in Yin Wind.
An incredibly formidable spiritual power, across thousands of kilometers of sky, fixed Ralph in place as if it were a railgun spear awaiting launch.
Ralph took a deep breath.
Knowing he could no longer escape, he had no choice but to stay and engage in a battle to the death with this monster.
