Chapter 212: The End of the Crossroad

Every church fell within a short time, as round after round of scorching "fireballs" rose from beneath the City-State, burning Prouland's last anchors of reality to the ground. The sound of bells ceased, one after another, and in but a moment, all that remained of this oceanic gem were endless ruins and ashes.

Fenna rushed through the burning intersections and streets like a storm, heading for the cathedral that was now ablaze with a pillar of fire reaching to the sky. In her view, the cathedral had already changed rapidly—

The main building had collapsed, its thousand-year-old structural frame melting and crumbling like wax. The towering side arms were left as nothing more than twisted, glowing-hot skeletons, and above it all, a sun with a bright white edge but a dark, blood-red center hung silently in the air above the cathedral, resembling a horrific void leading to an endless abyss, while continually emitting devastating light and heat.