The drawbacks of the cursed sword had blown Noah's chest off, but the black hole kept his organ in place. It created a layer of armor to replace the missing pieces of skin before generating the draconic figure.
Four additional arms grew on Noah's draconic torso, but he didn't dare to replicate the cursed sword at his current level. He only copied the Demonic Sword and let the roots handle the empty hands.
The army moved through the twisted space. Noah's attack had opened a safe path, and the experts didn't hesitate to run inside it.
"You must be crazy to enter my domain," The leader said when she looked at the army entering the twisted space. "Let me reduce you to a pulp."
The twisted space began to condense even more. Noah saw invisible walls closing on him and shrinking the safe passage. The domains that had filled that area couldn't do anything to stop the event.