Chapter 1140: Legion of Phantom Crows
Although it was the Drunken Panda Immortal whom Eugene had called to check out the situation, it was the God of Forest, Senarius, who arrived first near the pitch-black vortex.
Senarius had been quite badly injured in the previous battle.
Eugene had wanted him to retreat and recover, but Senarius refused. As he watched more and more half-beastmen fall, he grew just as anxious as Eugene.
He was ready to give everything he had for the half-beastman clan.
The half-human, half-deer walked steadily through the air. In his hand, he held a long, emerald green staff.
The faint umbra and necromantic energy leaking from the vortex filled him with deep unease.
As an elven god, Senarius was naturally attuned to nature—all things green and alive.
A blast of verdant energy surged from his staff, aimed directly at the swirling black vortex.
But before it could reach the core, the beam slowly dissolved into nothingness.
The sound of wings flapping came from deep within the vortex.
Senarius narrowed his eyes.