On the exposed skin of Huai Zhisu, suddenly, countless sinister eyes opened, looking in all directions!
As the safety index rapidly soared, the deepest pain emerged from the Soul.
Solidification.
He was rapidly... solidifying!
Just a cup of beer swallowed into his stomach, and the Curse from the Ruler wrapped around the Soul, even Crow Tide couldn't touch it, penetrating to the bone, spreading to every corner of consciousness.
A terrifying gravity was pulling him.
Deeper into Hell.
Now, the rift leading to the Abyss had been opened, endless darkness poured out like a black waterfall from his shattered shell.
Rapidly polluting the surrounding environment.
On the arena, the depth began to lower again, as if he was dragging the entire arena... no, an entire mountain range, even half of Nara into Hell.
