Just as Jack Clark shouted that he could handle another round, the mark on the back of his hand blazed with light, and countless rune sequence chains flew out beneath him, forming a summoning altar hundreds of meters high.
Particularly, the hundred-meter-diameter gloomy blue halo, slowly rotating over his head, was even emitting faint hints of distortions in space-time and the reversal of cause and effect.
Above the high altitude of a hundred kilometers, Bruce Lancaster bellowed, "Moss, forget about that guy. Join hands with me to trap Karas."
Boom!
A terrifying aura burst forth from Bruce Lancaster, as if kilometers of golden light were converging around him, transforming into two dazzling, dragon-like golden sequence chains, each extending for ten thousand meters through the Void.
"Laws' Origin!!" the demon king Karas roared.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!