1686. System

Noah and the three solid stage cultivators kept their eyes on the destroyed battlefield. The leaders didn't spare Rebecca in their mindless destruction, but her law was in the open now.

Night reappeared near Noah. The companion had lost a wing during the attack. It didn't manage to dodge the entirety of the destructive wave of abilities that had fallen on the dark world.

'I didn't manage to complete the severing,' Night explained through the mental connection.

'How long until you can fight again?' Noah asked.

'No need to wait,' Night replied. 'Your darkness can keep me battle-ready for a while.'

'Start to recover now anyway,' Noah ordered, and the Pterodactyl returned inside the black hole to benefit from the dark matter.

The experts glanced toward Noah, but their eyes quickly returned on the destroyed battlefield. They were waiting for their rulers to make their move.