Chapter 82 - 83: Welcome Home!
The Fake God raised its hand. The faces on its body screamed in unison, and a shockwave of pure, unstable energy burst out.
The ground cracked and the trees were uprooted. Buildings crumbled like sand sculptures. The rift trembled as if it, too, feared what was coming.
The Chairman stopped attacking and focused more on defense. He looked up and gazed at the God, but for some reason, Cail felt that the Chairman was looking at him.
Veyr stumbled backward, still crying, but the servants caught him. The tall, cloaked figures shielded him with their bodies, forming a silent wall against the Fake God’s void energy.
Their cloaks fluttered, revealing glimpses of warped limbs that resembled a mummy’s and glimmering runes etched into the cloth.
Others were under the Chairman’s protection. They looked at the overwhelming power that the Fake God released.
They realized that this was the Coreline project, the project that allowed people in this world to use void energy more efficiently. A power to be reckoned with.
Cail looked at them. He saw the void energy around the Fake God weakening. It was obvious that he wasn’t as powerful as he had shown himself to be.
"Now, listen," he said mentally to the Fake God. "Blend the remaining energy with the rift. Let it distort the space, make it unstable. We don’t need to trap them anymore... Make a tear. Let’s get out of here. Let out one final burst of your void energy and pierce the sky."
The Fake God concentrated its energy towards the sky, and like a cannon, it fired directly above.
The clouds parted and the sky was ripped open. It was like a new dimension gate had opened in this rift... Now, it wasn’t just similar... a dimension had really opened. A gate connecting this rift to the world that Cail was familiar with.