Six golden spheres suddenly converged in the void below, spinning rapidly to transform into a massive vortex, shimmering with gold.
This vortex initially started at just a few yards in size, but with swift rotation, its volume surged wildly, expanding to an acre. Countless gold and silver runes flew out from within, accompanied by an immense force sweeping out from its center.
As soon as two beams of black light touched the gigantic vortex, they vanished instantly, producing a mournful sound, sucked into the vortex by the sudden pull of formless giant force, and were then crushed.
The phantom of the giant purple claw was blocked by countless gold and silver runes and trembled slightly.
With just this brief delay, a sacred sound erupted from the golden vortex, causing its volume to swell by half again.
The air around the claw phantom tensed, and a mountain-crushing force suddenly came crashing down from above.
