Chapter 205: The End of Well 5
Black Gold Island.
This strongest dark area inside the Mist, the residence of a horrific Evil Fallen king, was now welcoming dusk.
Uneasy waves beat against the rocks.
Terrible white light turned everything at the center of the island to naught, with the once imposing Slave Great Hall resembling an ancient temple disappearing without a trace.
The red and black frontline, however, remained unchanged, even though the entire center of the battlefield was nothing but absolute emptiness.
Reconstruction allowed the disassembled matter to all be reshaped into flying ermines, like a countless swarm of ants gnawing at their prey...
The Source Power that overflowed from Black Gold Island turned to naught in an instant, with tremendous power spreading everywhere.
But the prey being chased by the ants didn't seem like prey at all, rather more like a ranger.
His crimson figure constantly flitted about, dodging perfectly time and again.