Rift

A long, seemingly never-ending peep rang through his ears as he got up. He tried to press his left arm against the ground to jump up, only to notice that his left arm was missing.

He glanced down at his body and groaned in annoyance, "Seems like I have to make another trip to the Seraph. The leverage against them was worth the hassle."

The Blaze Patriarch's head ached worse than usual, but he ignored it and got up. His eyes moved left and right in an attempt to see if anyone else survived, but the only thing he could see was an endless expanse of…nothing. As a Tier-6 powerhouse, the Blaze Patriarch could see far, yet no matter how far he could see, nothing was like it used to be. Everything had been destroyed.

"Divine Lifeforms are so troublesome," He snickered, retrieving a glass vial from his War Rune storage.

The Blaze Patriarch removed the cap of the glass vial with his teeth, spit the cap out, and swallowed the vial's content.