Chapter 309 : Bustard, Let Go of That Little Lolita... Little Fox, let me come in! (6.4k) _1

Diitus was utterly astonished.

In that black tide capable of devouring everything, any surviving entity had to be at least a Tier Five powerhouse, or possess epic-level equipment or materials.

As the golden-green glow receded, it seemed to outline a petite humanoid figure within the black tide, resembling a girl.

A person?

But there were no longer any Tier Five beings in this city.

Count Ismure was presumed dead, being merely a Tier Four sublimated person. After a successful ambush by their own people, and despite the release of a distress spell tag, it was quickly disrupted by their well-coordinated efforts.

The power supplied by the Divine Tree was also severed by the influence from the Disaster.