Southern Swamp Island

As the waves in the Dead Sea tumbled around, the originally setting sun rose up in reverse and stood in the sky again. At the instant the glow of dusk turned into a bright light, it caught everyone's attention...

All the Berserkers and especially Fated Kin felt their hearts tremble due to their blood boiling in their bodies…

Three ancient wills in the depths of Yin Death Vortex which were far away from the Berserkers' world woke up from their slumber…

"There's a change among the Berserkers…"

"We have to eliminate this change…"

"It's him…"

At the instant the three wills woke up, a rumbling, violent gust of wind immediately stirred up. It was without form, and as it charged forward, it dashed forth along the rotations of Yin Death Vortex… and headed straight to the Berserkers' world.

This wind was not due to the wills descending, but was formed by their thoughts.