It was as if a large chunk of space itself had been gouged out, the void above the firmament suddenly shattered, and in the void beyond the breach, colossal shadows seemed to float in the weightlessness of outer space, gradually detaching from the main body, disintegrating bit by bit.
These seemed to be the spaces of the Netherworld, fragments and faults belonging to independent spaces.
Unaware of the trauma inflicted, they were forcibly torn apart.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Heavy thuds followed one after another, mixed with endless stormy winds and hail, accompanied by massive steel fragments crashing down!
Instinctively, she stepped aside, feeling a tremor beneath her feet. Amilia fixed her gaze upon the metallic object embedded in the giant crater. It had a deformed colossal barrel, and armor casing stained with blood and full of rust...
She had no idea what this steel relic belonged to, but she could smell the scent of blood and gunpowder on it.
