No one could describe how formidable the arm, shrouded in gray energy and extending from the shattered space, was at that instant.
It was an arm capable of collapsing the entire space.
It was the ultimate force of this world, it was Divine.
The Land of Bone-Burying seemed to have been struck, beginning to rumble and tremble, the whole plane shuddering.
It was too powerful, merely an arm, yet it had already exceeded the bearing limit of the Rare Level Land of Bone-Burying.
It seemed that this still frail plane would be shattered by that Evil God who crossed countless spaces and planes.
After the incident in the blink of an eye, Lide forcefully suppressed the fear his body felt towards that divine being, his gaze as firm as iron.
He swung his hand fiercely, immediately calling upon all the Power of Death to reinforce the Bone-Burying Plane, forcefully imprisoning that arm in midair.
