In the void, a thin veil floated quietly, its surface seemingly swept by ink-wash strokes that shifted and transformed.
Upon closer inspection, the scene depicted three interlocking silhouettes battling fiercely, while the swirling veil was clearly some kind of confining barrier.
Carl was under siege by two opponents. For some reason, he found it difficult to return to the Divine Domain Fragment and had no time to break the barrier. If he didn't want to attract even more powerful experts, his only option was a direct assault.
"HUUUH..."
He exhaled sharply, raising his hands to catch the two incoming golden hammers, one after the other.
He didn't know what material these hammers were forged from, but they were unimaginably tough and pulsed with terrifying brute force. Carl had no doubt that if these hammers struck a mountain, they could shatter it from both sides. Even with his current physique and Recovery Power, taking several direct hits would leave him grievously wounded.
