691 The City in the Sky

The collapsed world pressed downwards.

It was as if the sky that seemed like iron curtains was smashing down. In the indescribable feeling of suffocation, intense pain came from every part of one's body, resulting in a sensation that could hardly be put into words.

Even divinity could not exempt one from such dramatic changes.

With Odin's vitality, although it would not be killed by the earth-shattering power, it would be difficult for it to escape the ending of being sealed.

One could predict that if Paganini was put at a disadvantage, the King of Red definitely wouldn't let the opportunity go. As the thorn in the Church's flesh, the Sacred City must have reserved a place in the Silver Cellar for him since a long time ago. They would either grind his bones and scatter his ashes, or imprison him forever, never ever letting him see the sun again.