"Run, run fast."
"What is this thing, my rules, my rules have 'died'!"
In the Heaven Pool Forbidden Area, which has been mostly eroded by the black-red mist, on the fringe, some of the different races that had escaped the calamity and not encountered Jack Clark let out desperate cries.
Everything touched by the mist turned to gray, vitality erased.
Small worlds within the Great Thousand Worlds shattered, rocks, forests, and those scattered pieces enveloped by berserk space-time chaos flows, as well as those strong men of different races.
The World-class weapons they burst forth hoping to resist with, ordinary precious treasures, even the Law Power within their bodies, all rotted, decayed, and died.
For a moment, the whole Heaven Pool Forbidden Area was filled with despair.
