Chapter 407: End game (1)
Abysmal.
It was the best word to describe the current situation in Nouvelle Vague.
Just a few hours, minutes, or seconds ago, everything was normal.
The guards were controlling the prisoners with their weapons, and the prisoners were languishing under the weight of dreadful restraints that drained their mana and strength.
Then, at a moment that no one remembers clearly, just a few seconds ago.
Thud.
The handcuffs, shackles, and cages that had held the prisoners' wrists, ankles, and entire bodies were gone.
It happened simultaneously throughout the vast Nouvelle Vague.
"...?"
Both the guards and the prisoners were stunned into silence.
They had no idea what had just happened.